A Lover for the Holidays
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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6
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8
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First Kiss
Status: 2 of 12
Theme 18: Mistletoe
First Kiss
Christmas was a fairly new holiday in Konoha, one that had been picked up by a group of the villages shinobi on their mission to the western lands a few years ago. Even in peaceful times the life of a ninja was a warriors life walking constantly the fine line of war. Because of this the Leaf ninja quickly took to the ideal of peace on Earth they felt the westerners were celebrating. In Konoha, unlike some hidden villages, family and friends were important and cherished it’s what gave its ninja something to fight for past selfish needs and what made them human when others fell into the trap of becoming tools. Each loyal shinobi of the Leaf fought for a better life for the citizens of their village, they fought for their homes peace and prosperity. So they took this western holiday and made it their day of peace, a day when no matter what went on outside of their village walls inside they celebrated the ideals they fought and died for everyday. Iruka understood this and had come to cherish this day knowing the cost of war well, as many of his generation did. But there was one custom that had come with Christmas that he didn’t quite get.
The young man stood, easily balanced on a chair in the mission room doorway with senbon hanging loosely from between his lips, looking very reminiscent of Genma. He was a shinobi with a mission , given to him directly from Godaime, his face a mask of concentration. One hand held a sprig of mistletoe to the top of the door frame the other idly rubbing at the scar across his handsome face.
“Does this look centered to you?”
“Yes just pin it up already” Genma said from his desk not even bothering to glance up.
“Genma- san you didn’t even look” the younger man scolded.
The other man laughed and looked up at the mistletoe, it was perfectly straight just as he had known it would be.
“ Its perfect Iruka- kun.” the honey haired jounin answered softly, no hint of his usual sarcasm. Iruka looked over his shoulder to find his superior smiling kindly at him. Flashing his own a brilliant smile he stuck the senbon into place.
Returning his chair to its place Iruka gathered up the reports he had been working on and quickly filed them away. A glance at the clock showed that finally his shift was coming to a close. It had been a long day and Iruka was more then ready to head home, he still had homework to grade and a gift for Kakashi still needed to be bought.
Iruka had been pleasantly surprised (and relieved) when Kakashi had showed up in the mission room (one time for once) to notify him that he would love to come to Christmas Eve dinner, and no he wasn’t mad that Iruka had broken into his apartment to leave the cookies. Although, the older man had informed him with a laugh, had the cookies not been delicious it may have been another matter altogether. It hadn’t taken the chuunin days to come up with a way to invite Kakashi to his little get together and he was more then pleased the jounin had agreed.
“Goodnight Genma-san” Iruka turned to wave at his friend and walked straight into what could have been a wall for all it moved.
“Iruka - sensei how pleasant to run into you” Kakashi said mischief twinkling in his eye. Iruka stood so close to the other shinobi that he could feel the barely suppressed laugh vibrate through his chest. He could feel the heat rising to his face but tried desperately to ignore it.
“I’m very sorry Kakashi-san I didn’t mean to…” Iruka had started to step back but suddenly a firm hand stopped him , he looked back to see Genma was there pointing up to the mistletoe hanging above innocently. Another wave of heat passed over his face and he knew he was glowing red now. His only escape was forward and past Kakashi, Genma would never let him go this was just to much fun for the jounin and he had known about the crush Iruka harbored for the copy- nin for sometime. Turning to finish his apology and escape Iruka found soft lips pressed against his own, eyes widened with shock but quickly slid close as he lost himself in the kiss Genmas hand disappearing to be replaced by strong arms wrapping around his waist. All to soon those wonderful lips pulled away, when he opened his eyes again Kakashi mask was firmly back in place, and he faintly noted Genma was noisily busying himself on the other side of the office.
“See you later Iruka- sensei” Kakashi whispered into Irukas ear, before he slipped past.
“ Yeah see you later” Iruka muttered, still reeling from the kiss, he started his way home. That day Iruka found a love for mistletoe he hadn’t had before.
Theme 18: Mistletoe
First Kiss
Christmas was a fairly new holiday in Konoha, one that had been picked up by a group of the villages shinobi on their mission to the western lands a few years ago. Even in peaceful times the life of a ninja was a warriors life walking constantly the fine line of war. Because of this the Leaf ninja quickly took to the ideal of peace on Earth they felt the westerners were celebrating. In Konoha, unlike some hidden villages, family and friends were important and cherished it’s what gave its ninja something to fight for past selfish needs and what made them human when others fell into the trap of becoming tools. Each loyal shinobi of the Leaf fought for a better life for the citizens of their village, they fought for their homes peace and prosperity. So they took this western holiday and made it their day of peace, a day when no matter what went on outside of their village walls inside they celebrated the ideals they fought and died for everyday. Iruka understood this and had come to cherish this day knowing the cost of war well, as many of his generation did. But there was one custom that had come with Christmas that he didn’t quite get.
The young man stood, easily balanced on a chair in the mission room doorway with senbon hanging loosely from between his lips, looking very reminiscent of Genma. He was a shinobi with a mission , given to him directly from Godaime, his face a mask of concentration. One hand held a sprig of mistletoe to the top of the door frame the other idly rubbing at the scar across his handsome face.
“Does this look centered to you?”
“Yes just pin it up already” Genma said from his desk not even bothering to glance up.
“Genma- san you didn’t even look” the younger man scolded.
The other man laughed and looked up at the mistletoe, it was perfectly straight just as he had known it would be.
“ Its perfect Iruka- kun.” the honey haired jounin answered softly, no hint of his usual sarcasm. Iruka looked over his shoulder to find his superior smiling kindly at him. Flashing his own a brilliant smile he stuck the senbon into place.
Returning his chair to its place Iruka gathered up the reports he had been working on and quickly filed them away. A glance at the clock showed that finally his shift was coming to a close. It had been a long day and Iruka was more then ready to head home, he still had homework to grade and a gift for Kakashi still needed to be bought.
Iruka had been pleasantly surprised (and relieved) when Kakashi had showed up in the mission room (one time for once) to notify him that he would love to come to Christmas Eve dinner, and no he wasn’t mad that Iruka had broken into his apartment to leave the cookies. Although, the older man had informed him with a laugh, had the cookies not been delicious it may have been another matter altogether. It hadn’t taken the chuunin days to come up with a way to invite Kakashi to his little get together and he was more then pleased the jounin had agreed.
“Goodnight Genma-san” Iruka turned to wave at his friend and walked straight into what could have been a wall for all it moved.
“Iruka - sensei how pleasant to run into you” Kakashi said mischief twinkling in his eye. Iruka stood so close to the other shinobi that he could feel the barely suppressed laugh vibrate through his chest. He could feel the heat rising to his face but tried desperately to ignore it.
“I’m very sorry Kakashi-san I didn’t mean to…” Iruka had started to step back but suddenly a firm hand stopped him , he looked back to see Genma was there pointing up to the mistletoe hanging above innocently. Another wave of heat passed over his face and he knew he was glowing red now. His only escape was forward and past Kakashi, Genma would never let him go this was just to much fun for the jounin and he had known about the crush Iruka harbored for the copy- nin for sometime. Turning to finish his apology and escape Iruka found soft lips pressed against his own, eyes widened with shock but quickly slid close as he lost himself in the kiss Genmas hand disappearing to be replaced by strong arms wrapping around his waist. All to soon those wonderful lips pulled away, when he opened his eyes again Kakashi mask was firmly back in place, and he faintly noted Genma was noisily busying himself on the other side of the office.
“See you later Iruka- sensei” Kakashi whispered into Irukas ear, before he slipped past.
“ Yeah see you later” Iruka muttered, still reeling from the kiss, he started his way home. That day Iruka found a love for mistletoe he hadn’t had before.