High School Never Ends Chp. 7
Month: October
Pairing(s): KakaIru, Minor Others
Chapter Rating: M
Word Count: approx. 6600 words
Themes: AU, Romance, Humor, Coming of Age
Summary: Iruka's first day attending Konoha High turns into an eventful one, thanks to a silver haired senior. It's gonna be one hell of a school year...
Warning: OC involvement + 'Treats!'
---“So let me get this straight.”
“Yes.”
“You.”
“Yes.”
“And Hatake-senpai.”
“Yes.”
“Are together?”
“…Yes.”
“Together, together?”
“Yes!” Izumo stayed in his chair, glaring at the freshman who was trying his best to finish his lunch while his friends bombarded him with questions. Kotetsu and Anko stood nearby, their reaction to the news very similar; jaws unhinged, eyes wide, unable to speak. Everyone else in the class who had their eyes on the senior for years just shot death glares at Iruka.
“Now that you mention it,” Anko started off, “you two did go out a lot together.” Iruka inwardly smacked himself for Anko’s brilliant deduction.
It wasn’t even a few days in October and he was already getting death threats from the other students. Iruka could only sigh at all of the attention. Truth be told, he was expecting all of this after what he did last month. It was a pretty bold move if he had to say so himself. But that was in the past now. He did it, and now he had to live with the consequences.
Yet, as much as he hated the new attention, there were times where he couldn’t help but smile to himself at the situation. Everyone knew now that he was with Kakashi. And he was happy with that.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated as he received a text. He scanned it over and gathered his things. “Excuse me guys, I have to get going.”
“Where? To Kakashi-senpai?” Anko chastised.
“That’s none of your business!” the boy huffed as he left.
“A bonfire?” Iruka questioned up on the school’s rooftop.
“Yeah!” Obito shouted, his smile beaming. “It’s going to be Halloween soon! And it will be on Saturday! So there’s no school the next day! We need to do something! So why not tell scary stories over a bon fire in the middle of the woods in the dark?” he insisted.
“Yeah, if you call the woods Genma’s backyard,” Rin moaned.
“Hey! My backyard is practically the woods!” Genma pointed out. “It’s at the edge of a forest so all we have to do is venture in a little before we get tired.”
“But then, Obito,” Kakashi pointed out, “if we do that, you won’t be able to go trick-or-treating in your little costume,” he joked.
“Hey! You said you wouldn’t bring that up anymore!” the Uchiha blushed. “Plus, it’s been a while…”
“You mean last year?”
Everyone but Obito burst out in laughter.
“But that does sound like fun,” Iruka commented.
“It will be! Just bring your stuff over and you can spend the night,” Genma said.
“Just you and Kakashi will have to sleep in separate rooms. God forbid anything happens,” Raidou added. Now Iruka was the one left not laughing.
“W-What the hell are you suggesting, Raidou?!” Iruka demanded.
“Trust me, I trust you. Genma trusts you. We just don’t trust Hatake. And I mean ‘we’ as in ‘all of us’.”
“What’s there not to trust about me?” the silver haired teen asked, glaring at his friends.
“Well, for one, you carry this around!” Hiyoko mentioned as she slipped behind the senior and came out holding one of this trademark erotic novels. He patted himself down, wondering how the girl did that. “Kami forbid you try to use any material in here on Iruka,” she said, flipping through the pages.
“Like you’re any worse than Kakashi!” Kurenai shouted, snatching the book from her. “I see what you sketch in your books.”
Iruka only sighed as he watched his friends go back and forth, talking about Kakashi. They discussed how much of a pervert he was, how devious he had been in the past, and more. What pained him more was that he didn’t have to be told this. He knew about it! It wasn’t like anyone couldn’t tell the senior had an issue of keeping his hands off of him or trying to sneak off with him in between classes, especially to the Committee room where they would be sure to be alone for a while.
The brunet felt his cheeks heat up slightly. No matter how many times he tried, he would always feel like this whenever he thought about the ‘torture’ Kakashi had put him through. He even had to question whether or not he was just as bad and naughty as the senior.
Anyways, it was his choice to be with him, meaning he would take the good and the bad. Mostly good.
“I decided to finally use my bike to get to school, why?” Iruka thought to himself a few days later as he walked home, bike in tow. The only problem was now it was missing its seat, rendering it unusable.
“You were the one who decided to blab to everyone that you’re with Kakashi,” Izumo pointed out, walking home with him. “You should have known these kinds of things would happen. Kakashi is only the most popular guy in the school. By the way, where is Romeo?”
“Said he had something personal to do after school. Anyways, stealing my books, replacing my lunch with bugs, and purposely trying to hit me when we play dodge ball in gym, I can handle, but my bike?!”
“Nice dodging, by the way. That one girl really had it in for you,” his friend commented.
“Thanks. But still, I sometimes wonder if coming out that I’m actually going out with Kakashi was a good idea,” he sighed.
“It’s all for the best. Everyone was going to find out eventually. Best now than later on when they learn the two of you have been sleeping together.”
“S-Sleeping together?!”
“Don’t tell me you two haven’t done it yet?” Izumo asked coyly.
The brunet tried his best to conceal the growing blush stretching across his face. “N-Not really… But there was that one time…” He thought back to last month. The two had only been going out since late July. That would make it just over two months. Things would be moving too fast if he was already sleeping with Kakashi, though he did laugh at himself a little. The two literally had slept together on the same bed.
“How far have you two actually gone? Second? Third base?”
“T-That’s none of your business, Izumo!” Iruka stammered back.
The other laughed heartily. “Ok, ok. You don’t have to get all defensive. I was just asking a simple question.”
“You call that simple? How is that simple?!” he yelled back.
“Geez, I was only asking,” Izumo said in defense.
“But I don’t pry into your personal life,” Iruka moaned as they got to his house. “I’ll see you later, alright?” Izumo nodded as he headed home. Iruka closed and locked the door behind him as he set his bike on the wall nearby. There was no way to use it now without the seat. More money to waste.
He collapsed on his soft bed, nearly exhausted. Left alone with his own thoughts, he again questioned whether it was really worth going out with Kakashi and letting everyone know it. Was it just a big mistake to kiss him in front of everyone last month? He wouldn’t be getting this treatment if he didn’t. But then all he would hear is more and more about everyone wanting the senior all for themselves, driving the freshman insane. It was either this or that, taking the lesser of the two evils.
Unable to settle down, he dug into his pocket and flipped open his phone. Kakashi had told him he had some business to attend to but wouldn’t say exactly what. All that he knew was that Kakashi would be home late.
---hey how r u?
It took nearly an hour to get a reply.
---nm u?
---thats all u can say?! where have u been?
---bed. sleep
---fine ill let u be
There was a ten minute pause before he got one last response.
---wanna join me?
Iruka slammed his phone shut and wrapped the covers around himself, not bothering to respond. Finally he was able to relax, and fell victim to a quick nap.
The freshman sighed as he opened up his locker at the beginning of the day a week later. Again, a few letters spilled out, all the same. Labeled with a skull and crossbones, each specified that if Iruka would not stop seeing Kakashi, numerous things would happen to him. They would threaten they knew where he lived, knew his way to and from school, and would make the boy regret ever even thinking about the senior. Yet, each held false threats.
“More notes?” Kotetsu asked as he passed his friend by.
“Getting more and more each day,” he sighed and he grabbed a pair of the school’s slippers. He feared putting his own shoes in there, thinking he would find them to be missing or, worse yet, find it lined with crazy glue after he put them on. “This is all getting really annoying.”
“No worries, these things tend to die down!”
“Like only when Kakashi graduates?”
“Yeah!- Ow!” Kotetsu exclaimed, clutching his head after his friend whacked him over the head with a notebook. Kotetsu was there just like Izumo was there, helping out dealing with all these people. Iruka had no idea this many people had an infatuation with the senior. He really did hope all of this would just blow over soon or later.
What happened next proved things were reaching their peak. As he made it to his homeroom class, he spotted a group of school girls, chatting away loudly, purposely letting his fellow students overhear them.
“Hey, did you hear? That Umino kid was originally from Kiri? You know, that school with that gang of guys all with swords? They’re practically yakuza-in-training!” one girl exclaimed, trying to make Iruka seem like a danger. Yet, they failed to notice that Iruka didn’t like violence and would only resort to it as a last result when he dealt with conflicts.
“Did you also know his uncle is Orochimaru? A former student here? The one who is the principal of that school that just opened up? We all know how he was when he attended Konoha. Think about what his nephew is like!” Again, Iruka was nothing like that man. Orochimaru was a former top student of Konoha, but thought he had a better way of teaching students, so he had just opened his own school in a neighboring town. Rumors spread that the students were given tough schedules and if they didn’t live by them, they would receive a swift punishment from the principal. Funny thing though, Iruka never knew he had an uncle. He was always told his parents were single kids in their families.
He decided to just ignore them all. It wasn’t worth getting himself worked up over such trivial things. His friends knew him, the real him, and would not believe such idiotic things.
“But that doesn’t change the fact that that boy is a total slut!” Iruka froze as he made to the classroom door as a guy walked up and joined them. “That guy would sleep with anything walking on two legs. He is the reason why that Mizuki kid was expelled! Heard they were having full blown sex in one of the classrooms back in July and they were found. The only reason why the slut wasn’t expelled as well was because he served a favor for the teacher that found them!” Iruka stayed outside for a minute longer before he entered the room and closed the door behind him.
The girls smiled wickedly, believing they were really breaking the teen down.
They soon found out that they were dead wrong.
Suddenly, the door slammed open to show Iruka, his bag placed on his desk while his eyes were filled with rage. The girls looked at the door, already cracking and seeing his death grip on it. The air around them was heavy with hate.
“Who… said… I was a slut?” he asked, teeth clenched.
The boy pushed his way through the group of girls and made his presence known. “What are you going to do about it? All we’re doing is looking out for Kakashi. It would be good for him to know how big of a slut his boyfriend w-”
The other didn’t finish his sentence as a swift and hard fist struck him directly in his chin, sending him falling back through the girls. The boy looked back at Iruka, hand still in the air, his eyes unwavering. He was about to get up when he felt something wet drip from his mouth. He dabbed it a little to see it was bright red.
“You are so dead!” the boy yelled as he rushed over to Iruka.
Izumo and Kotetsu ran outside after hearing the chants from outside of people going ‘Fight! Fight!’ They pushed their way through the crowd, hoping Iruka was not involved, or worst yet, getting beaten to a pulp. But when they got to front, they paused, not in shock, but in awe. Iruka was involved, already sporting a few bruises and cuts already, his hair falling in his face. But the one worse off was the guy he was beating up. Already, blood was shed as his nose refused to stop bleeding, and he was missing a couple of teeth. The brunet had the upper hand thanks to his previous training with is boyfriend. They just stood there and decided to cheer their friend on.
“Hey, hey! Hey!” Minato called out as he rushed down the hallway and made his way through the crowd. He took a hold of Iruka, keeping him from mauling the other any further. A fellow teacher rushed out and helped out as well, grabbing the other boy.
“L-Let me go!” Iruka screamed, struggling in the teacher’s grip.
“Iruka, stop it! Stop!” Minato insisted.
“He started it!” the other student shouted. “That dumb fag!” A loud whack echoed in the hallway as Iruka slipped off his slipper and flung it over, hitting him directly in the face.
“Say that again! Say that again!” Iruka screamed again.
“What is going on around here?!” a low voice boomed from behind them all. Everyone became quiet as they turned around and saw their principal, Hiruzen Sarutobi, standing behind them, seemingly watching everything. Iruka slunk in Minato’s grip, knowing things were not going to end well.
“A week’s worth of detention,” Iruka sighed as we walked down the hallway to the detention room. But he felt good about it. He taught that guy a lesson. One thing he would not tolerate is anything about Mizuki. His bandage-covered arms and face were sensitive to the touch, yet it made him smile that everyone in the school started to respect him now. Although there were still a few students who would try to mess with him, only to deal with Iruka’s new found friends.
“So, you really did get banged up!” a familiar voice called out to him.
“K-Kakashi? What are you doing here?”
“I have detention too, you know,” he grinned.
“How? You basically get straight A’s, even when you don’t attend classes,” Iruka said.
“Well, I decided that old man Fugaku was a bit of an ass, to put it nicely,” he smiled to himself. Although he got a detention, people secretly cheered him on as he walked down the halls. The Uchiha was known as one of the toughest teachers at the school and it was about time a student lashed out at him.
“Kakashi, you heard about my scuffle today, right?” The pale teen nodded. “So I’m assuming you did this to join me?” He got another nod. “Why the hell would you do that?!”
“Because I think that was the sweetest thing someone has done to stay with me.”
“But isn’t this the longest relationship you’ve been in, from what I heard,” Iruka said.
“Maybe… maybe not,” he started to tease, hugging the freshman from behind, playfully blowing into his ear. “But I will say this: This is the best one I’ve had, and I hope to keep it,” he ended with a peck on the lips.
Sometimes, Kakashi was just too much of a romantic.
“Hey, come on! We’re going to be late!” Iruka called out to Kakashi from the bottom of his staircase.
“But it’s not my fault I have to patch up my face!” Kakashi called back. Genma’s place was much closer to Kakashi’s so they figured the brunet could walk over to his place and walk over together and spend the night. Unfortunately, when he arrived, he found Kakashi still sleeping on his bed, accompanied by his little pug tucked under his arm. He found the whole scene too adorable and hated he had to wake his boyfriend. Iruka bent down, his hair just barely falling on Kakashi’s pale skin as he planted a small, chaste kiss on his cheek before whispering him to wake up. When that didn’t work, he tried to softly nudge him awake. It proved to be a big mistake as in one swift move, Iruka found himself pinned on the bed, Kakashi’s strong grip crushing his lungs. He screamed for his boyfriend to release him only to hear a few mumbles, something about wanting Iruka alone in bed and doing a few things to him. That’s all it took for him to send a crashing punch straight to the other’s face, waking him up instantly as he fell out of bed.
“Well, if you were ready, or better yet not a perv, I wouldn’t have to punch you awake,” he chastised as he sat at the bottom, playing with little Bisuke. For some strange reason, that dog loved him more than the others, possibly more than his own master. Although Kakashi was a little ticked off, Iruka thought it was just adorable.
“And if you weren’t busy playing with Bisuke, we would already be out the door by now,” Kakashi replied, suddenly appearing behind him. Iruka jumped a little and turned around. His boyfriend was there, sitting on the step behind him, wearing a pair of black cargos along with a dark green hoodie bearing a white henohenomoheji. His hair was still naturally in disarray, and he wore his trademark mask. Luckily, because of that, the bandage over his right cheek was nearly covered up.
“At least now no one will know you’re in an abusive relationship,” Iruka joked. Kakashi retaliated by hooking an arm around his neck, bringing him back, pulling down his mask, and kissing Iruka tenderly upside down.
“Now, now. Who is the one being abused here?” he chuckled in his throat as he dipped his hand under Iruka’s plaid overcoat and white undershirt, exploring his bare skin while continuing on with the kiss.
Iruka cringed a little from the sudden touch, but shortly melted into it, returning the kiss. He reached up and grabbed a bundle of white hair, deepening the kiss further.
A phone call echoed in the house. Both paused, staring at each other until one of them realized whose phone it was.
“That would be me,” Iruka confessed.
“That’s fine. You take the call while I take the boys out back and feed them.” The freshman nodded as he received a chaste kiss from his boyfriend before he left and he picked up his phone.
“Iruka!” a voice yelled. It could only belong to one person.
“Kotetsu, how are you?” Iruka asked.
“Oh, nothing much. Nothing much. How about you? Izumo and I are going to be working at a haunted house. Want to join us?”
“Sorry, I can’t. I’m going out now with Kakashi to a friend’s house.”
“My, my, you and Kakashi,” he laughed.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Nothing, just that it’s funny how Izumo and I have been helping defend you against your anti-fan club now.” Iruka cringed at the thought. After confessing that he was with Kakashi, kissing him in front of the student body, a club devoted to breaking the two up had formed. Even though everyone there wanted Kakashi for themselves, they decided to band together to stop a common dislike: Iruka! The death threats were bad enough, but luckily, thanks to his friends, they never found out where he lived or there would be hell to pay. But all the while, after getting tripped in the hallways and finding spiders in his locker, he held his ground. Nothing was going to tear him away from Kakashi.
“I know, and I thank you guys so much for it,” he smiled.
“No problem. So, tell me, how does it feel being with the great Hakate-san, eh?” Kotetsu teased.
“Depends,” he started. “How does it feel being with Izumo?”
Kotetsu was left stunned and bug-eyed on the other end. He quickly tried to come up with any old excuse, but he knew he was caught and there was no escaping the truth, especially when Iruka knew it.
“…How did you guess?”
“Izumo talked to me before about someone he liked, asking for some advice. And the way he talked about them, it seemed as if he was telling me everything about them except the name,” the brunet replied with a slight chuckle. “And I’ve known you guys for how many years now? You two are always together. So it was either this or you two end up living together as bachelors for the rest of your lives,” he lightly laughed. Kotetsu laughed as well.
“Yeah, yeah…” Kotetsu agreed. “It’s funny, though. For years, I’ve had these feelings for him, yet never acted upon them. Thought it was just a phase. Then, out of nowhere, at my party, Izumo pulls me away from Anko and kisses me,” he sighed. “Of course, on instinct, I pushed him away. Not because I didn’t like it, just surprised. He took it the wrong way though and thought to an extreme that I hated him.”
“What did you do about it?”
“Remember when back a few months ago, when we left you to deal with Anko?” Iruka replied yes. “Well, Izumo got mad because he hated Anko because he thought I liked her! Honestly, I don’t know any man who can deal with her!” he laughed. “But I finally got a hold of him and we got to talking… And I guess we just started off from there!”
“At least your boyfriend isn’t a totally horny, inconsiderate prick,” Iruka argued. “Not to mention practically everyone wants to either hurt me or kill me because I’m with him.”
“But you still like him though, right?”
Iruka took a minute to think. He could still remember like it was yesterday that he literally crashed into the senior and started a chain of events. They started out as friends, went to possibly best friends, then almost lost everything, only to come back together and form something both boys could never imagine was possible. Even now, after all that had happened to him in the past six months, all he could do was smile whenever he thought about the silver haired teen. If he could put up with the senior’s antics for this long, maybe something was there, something more.
“I think…” Iruka started out, smiling. “I think it’s more than that, Kotetsu. A little more.”
“Aww, you’re too sweet, Iruka,” Kakashi surprised the brunet, kissing him on his cheek.
“K-Kakashi?”
“Excuse me, who is this?” he asked, taking the phone away from his boyfriend. “Yeah, Iruka is a little tied up now because I need to discipline him for being a bad boy.”
Before Iruka could retaliate, Kakashi flipped the phone closed.
“W-What the hell was that for?!” Iruka screeched.
“To distract you enough to kiss you and tell you I’m done and we need to get going,” he smiled.
Iruka sighed, defeated. Typical Kakashi. “Fine, but no funny business on the way there.”
Kakashi agreed as they headed out.
“Or there!”
Kakashi cringed a little. Typical Iruka.
The sun had just seeped under the earth when they arrived, setting the mood for the bonfire. Genma’s parents left the teens to their own devices as they retreated back to the house, leaving the backyard and the basement to them. Genma welcomed them as he led them in back to a small clearing in the back. He wasn’t kidding when he said his house was at the edge of the forest. The trees nearby were taller than any other Iruka had seen, concealing the last rays of light from the sun. Already, they had lost many of their leaves and had scattered them everywhere, crunching under their feet.
“Come on! We decided to venture a little further into the woods to make it seem like we’re really alone,” Genma said as he led the way. It didn’t take them long to reach the campsite with Obito getting the fire ready. Rin, Kurenai, and Hiyoko were preparing s’mores and other treats while Asuma and Raidou were bringing rocks over to serve as seats.
Each one stayed, chatted, and laughed as they each enjoyed each other’s company more than the scary stories. Naturally, Obito failed at coming up with a good story, but it was easy for everyone else to scare him. Kakashi seemed to have the most fun with it. All he had to do was recap his favorite horror movies to his friend and the boy would cower in fear, huddling near Rin. It helped that Obito never really watched those kinds of movies, even though he would brag about scary things often. The others had their share of good stories, all ending with another helping of s’mores.
“So the story goes that Tachibana was just-” Kakashi started out with a new story.
“No more! No more!” Obito cried as he clung to Rin’s arm.
“Obito, there’s nothing to be afraid of. These are all fake,” she whispered to him, trying to calm him down. Not to mention the fact that his grip was cutting off the circulation in her arm.
“But then Rin-chan wouldn’t be here to keep me company, eh?” he chuckled, leading Rin to sigh.
“Fine. I have one,” Iruka declared, lifting himself up after leaning on Kakashi for so long.
“Really? You know a scary story, Iruka?” Raidou asked.
The brunet nodded. “Not really a scary story. Just something simple I heard when I was young, so I don’t know if it’s as bad as the stories Kakashi has been telling. From what I remember my mom would always tell me not to go into these woods at night. I would always ask her why but she would never give me an answer. So I did some research on my own.”
“And what did you find?” Kurenai asked.
“Well, can you guys make out that building all the way over there?” he pointed. Everyone looked and barely saw in the distance of what appeared to be an old abandoned building, appearing to just stand alone in the middle of the forest. It was hard to make out, but they knew it was there. “Well, from what I read, that used to be a big factory here, making all sorts of things. But for the last few years, different kinds of people have been sharing it as a hideout.”
“What kind?” Hiyoko asked.
“Mostly local gangs and such. Drug dealing, planning some heists, gang stuff. Or at least that’s who used to be there…” he said, focusing on the fire.
“What happened?” Kakashi asked.
“One day, some of those members went missing so reports were filed. No one wanted to mention about the hideout, fearing it would be demolished afterward. So it appeared they went to go look for them at the hideout as well, though they didn’t come back either. Luckily, one day, a rookie cop saw one of the guys and followed him to the hideout. The gang member went in as the cop watched, only to let out a blood chilling scream.”
“W-W-What happened?” Obito quivered.
“The cop rushed in, gun in hand. But even he screamed when he saw it.”
“What?” Rin pressed on.
“Well, he found the missing people. They were hanging from the ceiling, hooks in their throats. They were sprawled out on the floor, stab wounds to their gut. Maggots has already started to gather in their open cavities while some crows picked at their eyes and some local wolves had been eating at their flesh, or at least what was left of it. Nearly every single one of them was skinned.” Iruka paused, hearing everyone gulp. “The cop called for backup soon after and learned that a serial killer had been traveling around the area, starting from around Ame and had made his way to Konoha. He would appear from the shadows and slice his victims, sometimes the throat so they wouldn’t scream. Sometimes their heels so they wouldn’t run. Every time, he would use a meat cleaver, never cleaning it, seemingly enjoying how the blood would stain it. And then, as if killing them wasn’t enough already, he would skin them and collect it.”
“W-W-W-Why would he do that?” Obito shook, tears falling down his face.
“Some say because he wanted to wear each face like a mask. Other speculated it was because he was a cannibal. I don’t know for sure, but you can ask him yourselves,” Iruka pointed out.
Everyone but Kakashi looked at the freshman puzzled until a meat cleaver swung in between them, fresh blood dripping off the blade and into the fire. Slowly, they turned around to see a cloaked figure, wearing a giant trench coat with his hood up and covered his face with a long, blood red scarf. All they could make out were the eyes, glowing red as if he was the devil himself. He reared back with his meat cleaver and roared as he brought it back down.
Everyone screamed as they ran by Iruka. All except Obito who stayed paralyzed in fear. The blade froze right above the Uchiha, barely grazing his nose. Yet, the scene was all too much for Kakashi as he laughed out loud, nearly crying. The laugh was so contagious that Iruka joined in too. Everyone looked at them, confused. Both pointed back at the ‘killer’ who decided to disrobe himself to reveal Asuma holding a video camera and Genma on his shoulders. In his hair, Genma had a pair of flashlights with a red filter over them while holding the long ‘arms.’ The group hadn’t even realized that Asuma and Genma had snuck off while they were telling their stories.
“You should have seen your faces!” Genma cried as he leaped off of the other. “You especially, Obito!” Everyone looked at him, still frozen in fear. Everyone had a good laugh from that.
After they were done, around midnight, they packed up everything and headed by to Genma’s and tucked in for the night.
Everyone had already fallen asleep not long after. Kurenai and Asuma cuddling up together, Genma sprawled over Raidou, while Rin and Hiyoko kept Obito company until he passed out.
“Come on! Come back to bed!” Kakashi begged, his voice only at a whisper as he called for his boyfriend to get out of the bathroom and back to the makeshift beds.
“I need to change first!” he insisted.
Iruka faced away and removed his shirt to replace it with a ratty old one. Kakashi watched happily, enjoying the sight before him before his gleeful expression turned sour. Across his spine was an off-color, spider-like scar that nearly ran down all the way to his lower back. Something like that, so close to somewhere sensitive and so large had to have been painful. He was surprised he hadn’t noticed it before.
Before he could do anything, Iruka felt a pair of arms wrap around his thin waist as he felt tiny pecks along his back.
“K-Kakashi…” Iruka insisted as each kiss tickled. “W-What are you d-doing?” He didn’t respond as the trail moved up to the tanned boy’s shoulder blades and his chin resting on the crook of his neck.
“…I didn’t know you had more scars,” Kakashi whispered. Iruka seemed bewildered until it hit him.
“Oh, that! That’s nothing!” he insisted. “It happened a long time ago.”
“But what did happen?”
Iruka took a moment before speaking, hesitant about the scar, a constant reminder of that painful event. Memories rushed through his mind in an instant, bringing him into a slight depression. He even tried to stop his body from shaking and keep his tears from running down his face. He didn’t want Kakashi to see him like this.
“It’s ok,” Kakashi whispered as he kissed his boyfriend’s cheek. “You don’t have to tell me now. Whenever is fine. Even never is fine, too.”
Iruka turned and smiled back at him. “Thank you, Kakashi,” he said as he kissed back lightly on his lips. “Thank you.”
“K-Kakashi…” Iruka managed to say as two’s make-out session started to heat up on the bathroom floor. “Pl… Please… st-” As much as he begged, Kakashi pressed on.
“But Iruka, your skin is so tantalizing, it’s like candy,” Kakashi whispered seductively into Iruka’s ear. He gently nibbled on Iruka’s ear, causing the brunet to blush even harder. Slowly, he moved down and landed on a tan neck. Carefully, he grazed his tongue along the boy’s neck, as if he was choosing selectively where to bite.
“Baka! Don’t- Ah! Ka-” Iruka continued to struggle to say anything for him to stop. He dug his nails into Kakashi’s shirt as his boyfriend gently nibbled on his neck. But no matter how hard he dug, no matter the slight pain he was in, even possibly bleeding now, the pale teen refused to stop. He only continued on, slowly making his way to down to the boy’s waistline, kneeling, and dangerously hooked one of his fingers on his underwear, all the while, pecking around the exposed stomach.
“My, it’s a shame I can’t hear your cries,” Kakashi continued to say. Iruka only continued to struggle and moan as his boyfriend continued to tease him extensively.
“Kakashi! I beg of you! N-Not here! Please, st- Ah!” Iruka tried to convince the other yet was stopped when he felt a chaste kiss upon his briefs.
“What… were you saying, Iruka?” Kakashi asked innocently as he continued to tease the younger man. “No worries, I’ll stop the moment you tell me to do so.”
“You won’t even… l-let me say it!” Iruka insisted. Kakashi suddenly stopped and made eye contact with his boyfriend.
“Ok, then. I’ll let you say it now if you really want,” he teased. Iruka lay there hesitantly, unable to reply for a minute. His mind was screaming for him to say something, anything for the senior to stop this sexual charade.
But instead, he could only whisper something else.
“…Nothing farther than this, alright?” His heart raced, his eyes watered, and that signature blush shone brightly upon his tan cheeks. In some twisted way, he wanted this too. All the senior could do was bring his cold hand upon the warm cheeks and lightly and briefly lock his lips with the other’s.
“I promise you will feel good after this.”
Kakashi gently tore down the boy’s briefs and released his nearly half erected member, already a little wet. If Iruka could, he would have blushed even harder. He tried, hard as me might, not to gasp or moan at that moment when Kakashi took a hold of the member. He mouthed his name, but no noise came from Iruka’s mouth.
“My my, lewd aren’t we, Iruka?” Kakashi said before his hand started to stroke the wet member. Iruka continued to struggle in his boyfriend’s grasp with every slight movement he felt. Only a devilish smile crept upon the senior’s face, adoring his lover’s sweet and innocent face. He was the one that was causing him this much ecstasy. And he wished only he would do this to him. No one else.
Kakashi slowly stooped down, not letting go. He lightly blew on the brunet’s hard member, causing him to coo a little. The senior took once glance back up at his lover, asking, begging with his eyes to continue. Even though he already had permission, this was the last chance to back out. The other looked back, eyes watery, breath uneven, and could feel his heart almost rip out of his chest. No matter how he felt now though, it was nothing compared for what was to come. Iruka slowly shut his eyes and opened them, signaling a yes.
Kakashi continued to work is magic, flicking the head with his skilled tongue. Iruka nearly clasped his hand over his mouth, Kami forbid anyone hear them doing this or worse yet, walk in on them. He wasn’t even sure if Kakashi locked the door. The brunet swore he heard voices and footsteps walking just outside, worried they might come in. But he didn’t care. Right now, he felt like he was in heaven.
Kakashi finally gave in to the freshman’s quiet cries and finally took the length into his mouth. Iruka almost buckled right there, but luckily, the senior was able to help keep him leaning against the wall. He even had to press the brunet’s hips down, preventing any movement. He continued on, bobbing his head and using his tongue to wet the member thoroughly. Iruka started to wonder how the pale teen became such a pro at it. He had never felt this much ecstasy before in his life.
“Ka-Kakashi…” Iruka managed to say. “I-I…. I’m!” Kakashi didn’t let up as Iruka reached his limit and started seeing white. The pale teen didn’t dare remove his mouth as he swallowed everything whole.
“What-What the hell was all of that for?” Iruka asked, out of breath. The senior simply brought his lips and kissed the brunet’s sweaty forehead.
“I love you?” he smiled. After seeing that goofy smile of his, Iruka couldn’t help himself but laugh and smile as well.
“Let’s go back to bed before anyone finds us,” he whined.
This was Kakashi. This was someone who made him feel different about himself, about everything. This was the person who turned his life upside down, sometimes better, sometimes worse. Yet, Iruka wouldn’t have it any other way. He was happy. He was content.
This was a life he could get used to.
Pairing(s): KakaIru, Minor Others
Chapter Rating: M
Word Count: approx. 6600 words
Themes: AU, Romance, Humor, Coming of Age
Summary: Iruka's first day attending Konoha High turns into an eventful one, thanks to a silver haired senior. It's gonna be one hell of a school year...
Warning: OC involvement + 'Treats!'
---“So let me get this straight.”
“Yes.”
“You.”
“Yes.”
“And Hatake-senpai.”
“Yes.”
“Are together?”
“…Yes.”
“Together, together?”
“Yes!” Izumo stayed in his chair, glaring at the freshman who was trying his best to finish his lunch while his friends bombarded him with questions. Kotetsu and Anko stood nearby, their reaction to the news very similar; jaws unhinged, eyes wide, unable to speak. Everyone else in the class who had their eyes on the senior for years just shot death glares at Iruka.
“Now that you mention it,” Anko started off, “you two did go out a lot together.” Iruka inwardly smacked himself for Anko’s brilliant deduction.
It wasn’t even a few days in October and he was already getting death threats from the other students. Iruka could only sigh at all of the attention. Truth be told, he was expecting all of this after what he did last month. It was a pretty bold move if he had to say so himself. But that was in the past now. He did it, and now he had to live with the consequences.
Yet, as much as he hated the new attention, there were times where he couldn’t help but smile to himself at the situation. Everyone knew now that he was with Kakashi. And he was happy with that.
Suddenly, his phone vibrated as he received a text. He scanned it over and gathered his things. “Excuse me guys, I have to get going.”
“Where? To Kakashi-senpai?” Anko chastised.
“That’s none of your business!” the boy huffed as he left.
“A bonfire?” Iruka questioned up on the school’s rooftop.
“Yeah!” Obito shouted, his smile beaming. “It’s going to be Halloween soon! And it will be on Saturday! So there’s no school the next day! We need to do something! So why not tell scary stories over a bon fire in the middle of the woods in the dark?” he insisted.
“Yeah, if you call the woods Genma’s backyard,” Rin moaned.
“Hey! My backyard is practically the woods!” Genma pointed out. “It’s at the edge of a forest so all we have to do is venture in a little before we get tired.”
“But then, Obito,” Kakashi pointed out, “if we do that, you won’t be able to go trick-or-treating in your little costume,” he joked.
“Hey! You said you wouldn’t bring that up anymore!” the Uchiha blushed. “Plus, it’s been a while…”
“You mean last year?”
Everyone but Obito burst out in laughter.
“But that does sound like fun,” Iruka commented.
“It will be! Just bring your stuff over and you can spend the night,” Genma said.
“Just you and Kakashi will have to sleep in separate rooms. God forbid anything happens,” Raidou added. Now Iruka was the one left not laughing.
“W-What the hell are you suggesting, Raidou?!” Iruka demanded.
“Trust me, I trust you. Genma trusts you. We just don’t trust Hatake. And I mean ‘we’ as in ‘all of us’.”
“What’s there not to trust about me?” the silver haired teen asked, glaring at his friends.
“Well, for one, you carry this around!” Hiyoko mentioned as she slipped behind the senior and came out holding one of this trademark erotic novels. He patted himself down, wondering how the girl did that. “Kami forbid you try to use any material in here on Iruka,” she said, flipping through the pages.
“Like you’re any worse than Kakashi!” Kurenai shouted, snatching the book from her. “I see what you sketch in your books.”
Iruka only sighed as he watched his friends go back and forth, talking about Kakashi. They discussed how much of a pervert he was, how devious he had been in the past, and more. What pained him more was that he didn’t have to be told this. He knew about it! It wasn’t like anyone couldn’t tell the senior had an issue of keeping his hands off of him or trying to sneak off with him in between classes, especially to the Committee room where they would be sure to be alone for a while.
The brunet felt his cheeks heat up slightly. No matter how many times he tried, he would always feel like this whenever he thought about the ‘torture’ Kakashi had put him through. He even had to question whether or not he was just as bad and naughty as the senior.
Anyways, it was his choice to be with him, meaning he would take the good and the bad. Mostly good.
“I decided to finally use my bike to get to school, why?” Iruka thought to himself a few days later as he walked home, bike in tow. The only problem was now it was missing its seat, rendering it unusable.
“You were the one who decided to blab to everyone that you’re with Kakashi,” Izumo pointed out, walking home with him. “You should have known these kinds of things would happen. Kakashi is only the most popular guy in the school. By the way, where is Romeo?”
“Said he had something personal to do after school. Anyways, stealing my books, replacing my lunch with bugs, and purposely trying to hit me when we play dodge ball in gym, I can handle, but my bike?!”
“Nice dodging, by the way. That one girl really had it in for you,” his friend commented.
“Thanks. But still, I sometimes wonder if coming out that I’m actually going out with Kakashi was a good idea,” he sighed.
“It’s all for the best. Everyone was going to find out eventually. Best now than later on when they learn the two of you have been sleeping together.”
“S-Sleeping together?!”
“Don’t tell me you two haven’t done it yet?” Izumo asked coyly.
The brunet tried his best to conceal the growing blush stretching across his face. “N-Not really… But there was that one time…” He thought back to last month. The two had only been going out since late July. That would make it just over two months. Things would be moving too fast if he was already sleeping with Kakashi, though he did laugh at himself a little. The two literally had slept together on the same bed.
“How far have you two actually gone? Second? Third base?”
“T-That’s none of your business, Izumo!” Iruka stammered back.
The other laughed heartily. “Ok, ok. You don’t have to get all defensive. I was just asking a simple question.”
“You call that simple? How is that simple?!” he yelled back.
“Geez, I was only asking,” Izumo said in defense.
“But I don’t pry into your personal life,” Iruka moaned as they got to his house. “I’ll see you later, alright?” Izumo nodded as he headed home. Iruka closed and locked the door behind him as he set his bike on the wall nearby. There was no way to use it now without the seat. More money to waste.
He collapsed on his soft bed, nearly exhausted. Left alone with his own thoughts, he again questioned whether it was really worth going out with Kakashi and letting everyone know it. Was it just a big mistake to kiss him in front of everyone last month? He wouldn’t be getting this treatment if he didn’t. But then all he would hear is more and more about everyone wanting the senior all for themselves, driving the freshman insane. It was either this or that, taking the lesser of the two evils.
Unable to settle down, he dug into his pocket and flipped open his phone. Kakashi had told him he had some business to attend to but wouldn’t say exactly what. All that he knew was that Kakashi would be home late.
---hey how r u?
It took nearly an hour to get a reply.
---nm u?
---thats all u can say?! where have u been?
---bed. sleep
---fine ill let u be
There was a ten minute pause before he got one last response.
---wanna join me?
Iruka slammed his phone shut and wrapped the covers around himself, not bothering to respond. Finally he was able to relax, and fell victim to a quick nap.
The freshman sighed as he opened up his locker at the beginning of the day a week later. Again, a few letters spilled out, all the same. Labeled with a skull and crossbones, each specified that if Iruka would not stop seeing Kakashi, numerous things would happen to him. They would threaten they knew where he lived, knew his way to and from school, and would make the boy regret ever even thinking about the senior. Yet, each held false threats.
“More notes?” Kotetsu asked as he passed his friend by.
“Getting more and more each day,” he sighed and he grabbed a pair of the school’s slippers. He feared putting his own shoes in there, thinking he would find them to be missing or, worse yet, find it lined with crazy glue after he put them on. “This is all getting really annoying.”
“No worries, these things tend to die down!”
“Like only when Kakashi graduates?”
“Yeah!- Ow!” Kotetsu exclaimed, clutching his head after his friend whacked him over the head with a notebook. Kotetsu was there just like Izumo was there, helping out dealing with all these people. Iruka had no idea this many people had an infatuation with the senior. He really did hope all of this would just blow over soon or later.
What happened next proved things were reaching their peak. As he made it to his homeroom class, he spotted a group of school girls, chatting away loudly, purposely letting his fellow students overhear them.
“Hey, did you hear? That Umino kid was originally from Kiri? You know, that school with that gang of guys all with swords? They’re practically yakuza-in-training!” one girl exclaimed, trying to make Iruka seem like a danger. Yet, they failed to notice that Iruka didn’t like violence and would only resort to it as a last result when he dealt with conflicts.
“Did you also know his uncle is Orochimaru? A former student here? The one who is the principal of that school that just opened up? We all know how he was when he attended Konoha. Think about what his nephew is like!” Again, Iruka was nothing like that man. Orochimaru was a former top student of Konoha, but thought he had a better way of teaching students, so he had just opened his own school in a neighboring town. Rumors spread that the students were given tough schedules and if they didn’t live by them, they would receive a swift punishment from the principal. Funny thing though, Iruka never knew he had an uncle. He was always told his parents were single kids in their families.
He decided to just ignore them all. It wasn’t worth getting himself worked up over such trivial things. His friends knew him, the real him, and would not believe such idiotic things.
“But that doesn’t change the fact that that boy is a total slut!” Iruka froze as he made to the classroom door as a guy walked up and joined them. “That guy would sleep with anything walking on two legs. He is the reason why that Mizuki kid was expelled! Heard they were having full blown sex in one of the classrooms back in July and they were found. The only reason why the slut wasn’t expelled as well was because he served a favor for the teacher that found them!” Iruka stayed outside for a minute longer before he entered the room and closed the door behind him.
The girls smiled wickedly, believing they were really breaking the teen down.
They soon found out that they were dead wrong.
Suddenly, the door slammed open to show Iruka, his bag placed on his desk while his eyes were filled with rage. The girls looked at the door, already cracking and seeing his death grip on it. The air around them was heavy with hate.
“Who… said… I was a slut?” he asked, teeth clenched.
The boy pushed his way through the group of girls and made his presence known. “What are you going to do about it? All we’re doing is looking out for Kakashi. It would be good for him to know how big of a slut his boyfriend w-”
The other didn’t finish his sentence as a swift and hard fist struck him directly in his chin, sending him falling back through the girls. The boy looked back at Iruka, hand still in the air, his eyes unwavering. He was about to get up when he felt something wet drip from his mouth. He dabbed it a little to see it was bright red.
“You are so dead!” the boy yelled as he rushed over to Iruka.
Izumo and Kotetsu ran outside after hearing the chants from outside of people going ‘Fight! Fight!’ They pushed their way through the crowd, hoping Iruka was not involved, or worst yet, getting beaten to a pulp. But when they got to front, they paused, not in shock, but in awe. Iruka was involved, already sporting a few bruises and cuts already, his hair falling in his face. But the one worse off was the guy he was beating up. Already, blood was shed as his nose refused to stop bleeding, and he was missing a couple of teeth. The brunet had the upper hand thanks to his previous training with is boyfriend. They just stood there and decided to cheer their friend on.
“Hey, hey! Hey!” Minato called out as he rushed down the hallway and made his way through the crowd. He took a hold of Iruka, keeping him from mauling the other any further. A fellow teacher rushed out and helped out as well, grabbing the other boy.
“L-Let me go!” Iruka screamed, struggling in the teacher’s grip.
“Iruka, stop it! Stop!” Minato insisted.
“He started it!” the other student shouted. “That dumb fag!” A loud whack echoed in the hallway as Iruka slipped off his slipper and flung it over, hitting him directly in the face.
“Say that again! Say that again!” Iruka screamed again.
“What is going on around here?!” a low voice boomed from behind them all. Everyone became quiet as they turned around and saw their principal, Hiruzen Sarutobi, standing behind them, seemingly watching everything. Iruka slunk in Minato’s grip, knowing things were not going to end well.
“A week’s worth of detention,” Iruka sighed as we walked down the hallway to the detention room. But he felt good about it. He taught that guy a lesson. One thing he would not tolerate is anything about Mizuki. His bandage-covered arms and face were sensitive to the touch, yet it made him smile that everyone in the school started to respect him now. Although there were still a few students who would try to mess with him, only to deal with Iruka’s new found friends.
“So, you really did get banged up!” a familiar voice called out to him.
“K-Kakashi? What are you doing here?”
“I have detention too, you know,” he grinned.
“How? You basically get straight A’s, even when you don’t attend classes,” Iruka said.
“Well, I decided that old man Fugaku was a bit of an ass, to put it nicely,” he smiled to himself. Although he got a detention, people secretly cheered him on as he walked down the halls. The Uchiha was known as one of the toughest teachers at the school and it was about time a student lashed out at him.
“Kakashi, you heard about my scuffle today, right?” The pale teen nodded. “So I’m assuming you did this to join me?” He got another nod. “Why the hell would you do that?!”
“Because I think that was the sweetest thing someone has done to stay with me.”
“But isn’t this the longest relationship you’ve been in, from what I heard,” Iruka said.
“Maybe… maybe not,” he started to tease, hugging the freshman from behind, playfully blowing into his ear. “But I will say this: This is the best one I’ve had, and I hope to keep it,” he ended with a peck on the lips.
Sometimes, Kakashi was just too much of a romantic.
“Hey, come on! We’re going to be late!” Iruka called out to Kakashi from the bottom of his staircase.
“But it’s not my fault I have to patch up my face!” Kakashi called back. Genma’s place was much closer to Kakashi’s so they figured the brunet could walk over to his place and walk over together and spend the night. Unfortunately, when he arrived, he found Kakashi still sleeping on his bed, accompanied by his little pug tucked under his arm. He found the whole scene too adorable and hated he had to wake his boyfriend. Iruka bent down, his hair just barely falling on Kakashi’s pale skin as he planted a small, chaste kiss on his cheek before whispering him to wake up. When that didn’t work, he tried to softly nudge him awake. It proved to be a big mistake as in one swift move, Iruka found himself pinned on the bed, Kakashi’s strong grip crushing his lungs. He screamed for his boyfriend to release him only to hear a few mumbles, something about wanting Iruka alone in bed and doing a few things to him. That’s all it took for him to send a crashing punch straight to the other’s face, waking him up instantly as he fell out of bed.
“Well, if you were ready, or better yet not a perv, I wouldn’t have to punch you awake,” he chastised as he sat at the bottom, playing with little Bisuke. For some strange reason, that dog loved him more than the others, possibly more than his own master. Although Kakashi was a little ticked off, Iruka thought it was just adorable.
“And if you weren’t busy playing with Bisuke, we would already be out the door by now,” Kakashi replied, suddenly appearing behind him. Iruka jumped a little and turned around. His boyfriend was there, sitting on the step behind him, wearing a pair of black cargos along with a dark green hoodie bearing a white henohenomoheji. His hair was still naturally in disarray, and he wore his trademark mask. Luckily, because of that, the bandage over his right cheek was nearly covered up.
“At least now no one will know you’re in an abusive relationship,” Iruka joked. Kakashi retaliated by hooking an arm around his neck, bringing him back, pulling down his mask, and kissing Iruka tenderly upside down.
“Now, now. Who is the one being abused here?” he chuckled in his throat as he dipped his hand under Iruka’s plaid overcoat and white undershirt, exploring his bare skin while continuing on with the kiss.
Iruka cringed a little from the sudden touch, but shortly melted into it, returning the kiss. He reached up and grabbed a bundle of white hair, deepening the kiss further.
A phone call echoed in the house. Both paused, staring at each other until one of them realized whose phone it was.
“That would be me,” Iruka confessed.
“That’s fine. You take the call while I take the boys out back and feed them.” The freshman nodded as he received a chaste kiss from his boyfriend before he left and he picked up his phone.
“Iruka!” a voice yelled. It could only belong to one person.
“Kotetsu, how are you?” Iruka asked.
“Oh, nothing much. Nothing much. How about you? Izumo and I are going to be working at a haunted house. Want to join us?”
“Sorry, I can’t. I’m going out now with Kakashi to a friend’s house.”
“My, my, you and Kakashi,” he laughed.
“What do you mean by that?”
“Nothing, just that it’s funny how Izumo and I have been helping defend you against your anti-fan club now.” Iruka cringed at the thought. After confessing that he was with Kakashi, kissing him in front of the student body, a club devoted to breaking the two up had formed. Even though everyone there wanted Kakashi for themselves, they decided to band together to stop a common dislike: Iruka! The death threats were bad enough, but luckily, thanks to his friends, they never found out where he lived or there would be hell to pay. But all the while, after getting tripped in the hallways and finding spiders in his locker, he held his ground. Nothing was going to tear him away from Kakashi.
“I know, and I thank you guys so much for it,” he smiled.
“No problem. So, tell me, how does it feel being with the great Hakate-san, eh?” Kotetsu teased.
“Depends,” he started. “How does it feel being with Izumo?”
Kotetsu was left stunned and bug-eyed on the other end. He quickly tried to come up with any old excuse, but he knew he was caught and there was no escaping the truth, especially when Iruka knew it.
“…How did you guess?”
“Izumo talked to me before about someone he liked, asking for some advice. And the way he talked about them, it seemed as if he was telling me everything about them except the name,” the brunet replied with a slight chuckle. “And I’ve known you guys for how many years now? You two are always together. So it was either this or you two end up living together as bachelors for the rest of your lives,” he lightly laughed. Kotetsu laughed as well.
“Yeah, yeah…” Kotetsu agreed. “It’s funny, though. For years, I’ve had these feelings for him, yet never acted upon them. Thought it was just a phase. Then, out of nowhere, at my party, Izumo pulls me away from Anko and kisses me,” he sighed. “Of course, on instinct, I pushed him away. Not because I didn’t like it, just surprised. He took it the wrong way though and thought to an extreme that I hated him.”
“What did you do about it?”
“Remember when back a few months ago, when we left you to deal with Anko?” Iruka replied yes. “Well, Izumo got mad because he hated Anko because he thought I liked her! Honestly, I don’t know any man who can deal with her!” he laughed. “But I finally got a hold of him and we got to talking… And I guess we just started off from there!”
“At least your boyfriend isn’t a totally horny, inconsiderate prick,” Iruka argued. “Not to mention practically everyone wants to either hurt me or kill me because I’m with him.”
“But you still like him though, right?”
Iruka took a minute to think. He could still remember like it was yesterday that he literally crashed into the senior and started a chain of events. They started out as friends, went to possibly best friends, then almost lost everything, only to come back together and form something both boys could never imagine was possible. Even now, after all that had happened to him in the past six months, all he could do was smile whenever he thought about the silver haired teen. If he could put up with the senior’s antics for this long, maybe something was there, something more.
“I think…” Iruka started out, smiling. “I think it’s more than that, Kotetsu. A little more.”
“Aww, you’re too sweet, Iruka,” Kakashi surprised the brunet, kissing him on his cheek.
“K-Kakashi?”
“Excuse me, who is this?” he asked, taking the phone away from his boyfriend. “Yeah, Iruka is a little tied up now because I need to discipline him for being a bad boy.”
Before Iruka could retaliate, Kakashi flipped the phone closed.
“W-What the hell was that for?!” Iruka screeched.
“To distract you enough to kiss you and tell you I’m done and we need to get going,” he smiled.
Iruka sighed, defeated. Typical Kakashi. “Fine, but no funny business on the way there.”
Kakashi agreed as they headed out.
“Or there!”
Kakashi cringed a little. Typical Iruka.
The sun had just seeped under the earth when they arrived, setting the mood for the bonfire. Genma’s parents left the teens to their own devices as they retreated back to the house, leaving the backyard and the basement to them. Genma welcomed them as he led them in back to a small clearing in the back. He wasn’t kidding when he said his house was at the edge of the forest. The trees nearby were taller than any other Iruka had seen, concealing the last rays of light from the sun. Already, they had lost many of their leaves and had scattered them everywhere, crunching under their feet.
“Come on! We decided to venture a little further into the woods to make it seem like we’re really alone,” Genma said as he led the way. It didn’t take them long to reach the campsite with Obito getting the fire ready. Rin, Kurenai, and Hiyoko were preparing s’mores and other treats while Asuma and Raidou were bringing rocks over to serve as seats.
Each one stayed, chatted, and laughed as they each enjoyed each other’s company more than the scary stories. Naturally, Obito failed at coming up with a good story, but it was easy for everyone else to scare him. Kakashi seemed to have the most fun with it. All he had to do was recap his favorite horror movies to his friend and the boy would cower in fear, huddling near Rin. It helped that Obito never really watched those kinds of movies, even though he would brag about scary things often. The others had their share of good stories, all ending with another helping of s’mores.
“So the story goes that Tachibana was just-” Kakashi started out with a new story.
“No more! No more!” Obito cried as he clung to Rin’s arm.
“Obito, there’s nothing to be afraid of. These are all fake,” she whispered to him, trying to calm him down. Not to mention the fact that his grip was cutting off the circulation in her arm.
“But then Rin-chan wouldn’t be here to keep me company, eh?” he chuckled, leading Rin to sigh.
“Fine. I have one,” Iruka declared, lifting himself up after leaning on Kakashi for so long.
“Really? You know a scary story, Iruka?” Raidou asked.
The brunet nodded. “Not really a scary story. Just something simple I heard when I was young, so I don’t know if it’s as bad as the stories Kakashi has been telling. From what I remember my mom would always tell me not to go into these woods at night. I would always ask her why but she would never give me an answer. So I did some research on my own.”
“And what did you find?” Kurenai asked.
“Well, can you guys make out that building all the way over there?” he pointed. Everyone looked and barely saw in the distance of what appeared to be an old abandoned building, appearing to just stand alone in the middle of the forest. It was hard to make out, but they knew it was there. “Well, from what I read, that used to be a big factory here, making all sorts of things. But for the last few years, different kinds of people have been sharing it as a hideout.”
“What kind?” Hiyoko asked.
“Mostly local gangs and such. Drug dealing, planning some heists, gang stuff. Or at least that’s who used to be there…” he said, focusing on the fire.
“What happened?” Kakashi asked.
“One day, some of those members went missing so reports were filed. No one wanted to mention about the hideout, fearing it would be demolished afterward. So it appeared they went to go look for them at the hideout as well, though they didn’t come back either. Luckily, one day, a rookie cop saw one of the guys and followed him to the hideout. The gang member went in as the cop watched, only to let out a blood chilling scream.”
“W-W-What happened?” Obito quivered.
“The cop rushed in, gun in hand. But even he screamed when he saw it.”
“What?” Rin pressed on.
“Well, he found the missing people. They were hanging from the ceiling, hooks in their throats. They were sprawled out on the floor, stab wounds to their gut. Maggots has already started to gather in their open cavities while some crows picked at their eyes and some local wolves had been eating at their flesh, or at least what was left of it. Nearly every single one of them was skinned.” Iruka paused, hearing everyone gulp. “The cop called for backup soon after and learned that a serial killer had been traveling around the area, starting from around Ame and had made his way to Konoha. He would appear from the shadows and slice his victims, sometimes the throat so they wouldn’t scream. Sometimes their heels so they wouldn’t run. Every time, he would use a meat cleaver, never cleaning it, seemingly enjoying how the blood would stain it. And then, as if killing them wasn’t enough already, he would skin them and collect it.”
“W-W-W-Why would he do that?” Obito shook, tears falling down his face.
“Some say because he wanted to wear each face like a mask. Other speculated it was because he was a cannibal. I don’t know for sure, but you can ask him yourselves,” Iruka pointed out.
Everyone but Kakashi looked at the freshman puzzled until a meat cleaver swung in between them, fresh blood dripping off the blade and into the fire. Slowly, they turned around to see a cloaked figure, wearing a giant trench coat with his hood up and covered his face with a long, blood red scarf. All they could make out were the eyes, glowing red as if he was the devil himself. He reared back with his meat cleaver and roared as he brought it back down.
Everyone screamed as they ran by Iruka. All except Obito who stayed paralyzed in fear. The blade froze right above the Uchiha, barely grazing his nose. Yet, the scene was all too much for Kakashi as he laughed out loud, nearly crying. The laugh was so contagious that Iruka joined in too. Everyone looked at them, confused. Both pointed back at the ‘killer’ who decided to disrobe himself to reveal Asuma holding a video camera and Genma on his shoulders. In his hair, Genma had a pair of flashlights with a red filter over them while holding the long ‘arms.’ The group hadn’t even realized that Asuma and Genma had snuck off while they were telling their stories.
“You should have seen your faces!” Genma cried as he leaped off of the other. “You especially, Obito!” Everyone looked at him, still frozen in fear. Everyone had a good laugh from that.
After they were done, around midnight, they packed up everything and headed by to Genma’s and tucked in for the night.
Everyone had already fallen asleep not long after. Kurenai and Asuma cuddling up together, Genma sprawled over Raidou, while Rin and Hiyoko kept Obito company until he passed out.
“Come on! Come back to bed!” Kakashi begged, his voice only at a whisper as he called for his boyfriend to get out of the bathroom and back to the makeshift beds.
“I need to change first!” he insisted.
Iruka faced away and removed his shirt to replace it with a ratty old one. Kakashi watched happily, enjoying the sight before him before his gleeful expression turned sour. Across his spine was an off-color, spider-like scar that nearly ran down all the way to his lower back. Something like that, so close to somewhere sensitive and so large had to have been painful. He was surprised he hadn’t noticed it before.
Before he could do anything, Iruka felt a pair of arms wrap around his thin waist as he felt tiny pecks along his back.
“K-Kakashi…” Iruka insisted as each kiss tickled. “W-What are you d-doing?” He didn’t respond as the trail moved up to the tanned boy’s shoulder blades and his chin resting on the crook of his neck.
“…I didn’t know you had more scars,” Kakashi whispered. Iruka seemed bewildered until it hit him.
“Oh, that! That’s nothing!” he insisted. “It happened a long time ago.”
“But what did happen?”
Iruka took a moment before speaking, hesitant about the scar, a constant reminder of that painful event. Memories rushed through his mind in an instant, bringing him into a slight depression. He even tried to stop his body from shaking and keep his tears from running down his face. He didn’t want Kakashi to see him like this.
“It’s ok,” Kakashi whispered as he kissed his boyfriend’s cheek. “You don’t have to tell me now. Whenever is fine. Even never is fine, too.”
Iruka turned and smiled back at him. “Thank you, Kakashi,” he said as he kissed back lightly on his lips. “Thank you.”
“K-Kakashi…” Iruka managed to say as two’s make-out session started to heat up on the bathroom floor. “Pl… Please… st-” As much as he begged, Kakashi pressed on.
“But Iruka, your skin is so tantalizing, it’s like candy,” Kakashi whispered seductively into Iruka’s ear. He gently nibbled on Iruka’s ear, causing the brunet to blush even harder. Slowly, he moved down and landed on a tan neck. Carefully, he grazed his tongue along the boy’s neck, as if he was choosing selectively where to bite.
“Baka! Don’t- Ah! Ka-” Iruka continued to struggle to say anything for him to stop. He dug his nails into Kakashi’s shirt as his boyfriend gently nibbled on his neck. But no matter how hard he dug, no matter the slight pain he was in, even possibly bleeding now, the pale teen refused to stop. He only continued on, slowly making his way to down to the boy’s waistline, kneeling, and dangerously hooked one of his fingers on his underwear, all the while, pecking around the exposed stomach.
“My, it’s a shame I can’t hear your cries,” Kakashi continued to say. Iruka only continued to struggle and moan as his boyfriend continued to tease him extensively.
“Kakashi! I beg of you! N-Not here! Please, st- Ah!” Iruka tried to convince the other yet was stopped when he felt a chaste kiss upon his briefs.
“What… were you saying, Iruka?” Kakashi asked innocently as he continued to tease the younger man. “No worries, I’ll stop the moment you tell me to do so.”
“You won’t even… l-let me say it!” Iruka insisted. Kakashi suddenly stopped and made eye contact with his boyfriend.
“Ok, then. I’ll let you say it now if you really want,” he teased. Iruka lay there hesitantly, unable to reply for a minute. His mind was screaming for him to say something, anything for the senior to stop this sexual charade.
But instead, he could only whisper something else.
“…Nothing farther than this, alright?” His heart raced, his eyes watered, and that signature blush shone brightly upon his tan cheeks. In some twisted way, he wanted this too. All the senior could do was bring his cold hand upon the warm cheeks and lightly and briefly lock his lips with the other’s.
“I promise you will feel good after this.”
Kakashi gently tore down the boy’s briefs and released his nearly half erected member, already a little wet. If Iruka could, he would have blushed even harder. He tried, hard as me might, not to gasp or moan at that moment when Kakashi took a hold of the member. He mouthed his name, but no noise came from Iruka’s mouth.
“My my, lewd aren’t we, Iruka?” Kakashi said before his hand started to stroke the wet member. Iruka continued to struggle in his boyfriend’s grasp with every slight movement he felt. Only a devilish smile crept upon the senior’s face, adoring his lover’s sweet and innocent face. He was the one that was causing him this much ecstasy. And he wished only he would do this to him. No one else.
Kakashi slowly stooped down, not letting go. He lightly blew on the brunet’s hard member, causing him to coo a little. The senior took once glance back up at his lover, asking, begging with his eyes to continue. Even though he already had permission, this was the last chance to back out. The other looked back, eyes watery, breath uneven, and could feel his heart almost rip out of his chest. No matter how he felt now though, it was nothing compared for what was to come. Iruka slowly shut his eyes and opened them, signaling a yes.
Kakashi continued to work is magic, flicking the head with his skilled tongue. Iruka nearly clasped his hand over his mouth, Kami forbid anyone hear them doing this or worse yet, walk in on them. He wasn’t even sure if Kakashi locked the door. The brunet swore he heard voices and footsteps walking just outside, worried they might come in. But he didn’t care. Right now, he felt like he was in heaven.
Kakashi finally gave in to the freshman’s quiet cries and finally took the length into his mouth. Iruka almost buckled right there, but luckily, the senior was able to help keep him leaning against the wall. He even had to press the brunet’s hips down, preventing any movement. He continued on, bobbing his head and using his tongue to wet the member thoroughly. Iruka started to wonder how the pale teen became such a pro at it. He had never felt this much ecstasy before in his life.
“Ka-Kakashi…” Iruka managed to say. “I-I…. I’m!” Kakashi didn’t let up as Iruka reached his limit and started seeing white. The pale teen didn’t dare remove his mouth as he swallowed everything whole.
“What-What the hell was all of that for?” Iruka asked, out of breath. The senior simply brought his lips and kissed the brunet’s sweaty forehead.
“I love you?” he smiled. After seeing that goofy smile of his, Iruka couldn’t help himself but laugh and smile as well.
“Let’s go back to bed before anyone finds us,” he whined.
This was Kakashi. This was someone who made him feel different about himself, about everything. This was the person who turned his life upside down, sometimes better, sometimes worse. Yet, Iruka wouldn’t have it any other way. He was happy. He was content.
This was a life he could get used to.