Like a Breakaway

Chapter 3.
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Photo shoot was hell.

Sasuke never liked this kind of thing very much, but then again he didn’t like a lot of stuff. It always involved lots of people surrounding him; make up artists, fashion designers, photographers, producers, and worst: his manager. And while most people would enjoy all the attention, Sasuke was more of a preserving his space, kind of guy.

The product for the shoot was some medieval Japanese warrior for the cologne called The Avenger. That meant he would have to wear a costume. So he spent a good bit of time with hair, but the guy was quiet and didn’t disturb him with small talk. Now… the make up girl was a different matter, she was a petite, pink haired thing who wouldn’t shut up, ever. And as if talking non stop wasn’t enough, she started flirting with him. He would have been grateful to Orochimaru for interrupting the girl to talk about the contracts if one particular one wasn’t mentioned.

“So, I will take care of the ones that you’ve already signed for-” he said, while grabbing the papers.

“Hn.”

“And have you thought about the interview?”

“Yeah, about that…” the young man made a face. “I will do it if she understands some boundaries.”

'Orochimaru couldn’t be happier.

“I will talk with Ino’s staff. We can have a meeting before so lines are established.”

Sasuke saw the make up gir’sl eyes widen a little at the mention of the blond hostess’ name but she recovered quickly. As Orochimaru walked away she informed him that they were almost finished.

***

Finally dressed and ready to start, the young soccer star stood there in the middle of the whole crew with bright lights on his face. ‘Let’s make this quick’, he thought.

The photographer started giving him instructions and the session began. He felt a little stupid with someone giving him instructions on how to stand still.

“Now turn a little to the right and look to your left.”

He repositioned as the man wanted and found himself looking towards his long haired manager, posted against a wall, arms crossed in front of his chest undressing Sasuke with the his eyes. It was creepy, no scrap that, Uchihas didn’t use words like creepy. It was unnerving.

“Good, now face the camera but direct your eyes a little bit up over the photographe’rs head.”

He stared at the horizon still feeling the man’s eyes on him. It was getting uncomfortable and that was why he didn’t like photo shoots with his manager present.

“Ok, now don’t move your body and turn your head to the right.”

Now he saw pink haired girl talking on her cell phone. Every now and then she would look at him and whisper more. Probably gossiping about the famous soccer star she worked with today.

The young Uchiha felt a little tense with Gossip Girl and Stripping Eyes staring at him, so the whole thing took even more time. It was 6 AM when he got home after such an exhausting night. He went to bed needing the rest but as his head hit the pillow his mind began wandering through the past few days.

His irritating Coach’s advice, the fight with the tanned, hot dobe, the upcoming interview, the disturbing looks his manager gave him during that night. So he turned and tossed for two hours in bed until he realized sleep was not coming quite yet. If he was going to be awake, might as well do something useful with his time.

The star player got up, washed his face and went out. Maybe some caffeine would be good for him.

***

“Good Morning, Sunshine!” Naruto jumped on Iruka’s bed and snatched the covers off of him. The brunette gave a pained moan and covered his head with the pillow, turning his back to the blonde.

“Go away, I wanna sleep” came the sleepy, muffled sound of Iruka’s voice underneath the pillow.

“Come on, Dad! Time to wake up!”, the blond said while fighting for the pillow with his foster parent.

“I don’t think so… What time is it, anyway?” Iruka asked, his long hair all tangled and messy and an angry face as he won the pillow.

“7:30 AM…”

“7:30 AM? Naruto, it’s Sunday morning!” He almost yelled throwing the same pillow, he was so attached to a minute ago, in his son’s face.

“But I’m bored! I’ve been awake for a while…”

“Why? You got up early the whole week for work. You should rest. Go rest!”

“Exactly! I got up early the whole week and now my body is used to it. I tried to sleep more, but it didn’t work out. Please, wake up!” The scene reminded him of a younger, little Naruto dragging him out of bed to play. The memory made him get up.

“You’re way too energetic, Naruto.”

“Thanks Dad! I’ll make it up to you by buying you breakfast.”

***

Sasuke entered the coffee shop with his sunglasses on intending to get his fix and leave for a walk in the park next to the place. He was in need of some fresh air.

“Good Morning, how can I help you, sir?” The boy across the counter asked him.

“I would like a large black coffee, no sugar, to go please.”

“Ok, it will be right up, sir” The raven haired step aside to wait for his order and heard a familiar voice from behind him.

“You look tired.” It was his perverted coach; just what he needed this morning. He just hned turned a bit in the man’s direction. Kakashi took a step forward getting by his side, in front of attendant.

“Good Morning, how can I help you, sir?”

“I want a cappuccino, medium please. Take it easy on the foam, I like the brown color of it.”

“Ok, it will be just a second.”

Maybe if he snuck out, he could get coffee in another place and avoid this…

“So, why do you look exhausted on a Sunday morning? I don’t like my players tired…”

… or maybe not. He looked to his coach’s scarf covered face and frowned at where this conversation was going.

“I worked the whole night…”

“Media work, right? That manager of yours…” Sasuke could sense the speech about how Orochimaru exploited him but Kakashi’s voice was interrupted by the voice of a hyperactive, blonde accompanied by a long haired man.

“This place has the best chocolate chip muffins! You’ve got to try them!”

Just when he thought it couldn’t get worst… He glared at the boy and his professional smile. How long could it take to make some coffee?

“Teme!”

There it was. The masseur was pointing at him with an undignified expression on his face. Still, he was hot, maybe he had a thing for dumb blondes.

“Dobe.”

The brunette accompanying him gave the blond head a slap and a nasty look, stepped in front of him and bowed.

“I apologize for his behavior. I am sure he did not mean it.”

“The hell I didn’t!” The older man turned immediately to the younger giving him an even nastier look and a very threatening “Naruto.”

Sasuke hadn’t noticed until then, but the grey haired man next to him had the weirdest expression. A mixture of surprise and perverted interest, that could not lead to anything good. Well, at least it made him forget the manager conversation…

“Uh… There is no problem. Super Star here wasn’t really polite either. I am sure that all can be forgotten if Uzumaki just made a proper introduction.” Said Kakashi, like the apologies were directed to him.

The brunette turned to them again and smiled at the coach before elbowing his son.

“Ouch! Ahn… This is my father, Umino Iruka. Dad, these are Hatake Kakashi, the Konoha Soccer team’s Coach and Uchiha Sasuke, team captain.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too.” Answered Sasuke.

“Yes, very nice indeed.” Came the more insinuating reply of the older man.

“Good, it’s very nice to meet everyone, now Dad maybe we should skip breakfast …”

“But I want to try the muffins you were talking about…”

Then his pervert of a coach intervened.

“You should, they’re very good. If you don’t mind me recommending the cafe latte with them, it’s a good combination.”

Both Naruto and Sasuke had the same thought in their heads ‘What the hell is going on?’, as they watched the blonde’s father walk toward Kakashi direction with a smile.

“Well, I will take your recommendation then.” He turned to the boy and ordered.

Naruto sighed and joined the other three. “Hey, I would like a cafe mocha, with extra chocolate and a muffin as well, please.” He looked at Sasuke with a worried frown. “I’m guessing I’ll need it.”

Well, the young player could relate with that, he too needed his coffee more than never right now. While he watched the two older men, he wondered what they were doing. Were they… flirting?

“So, what brings you two here this morning?”

“Oh, we were thinking of grabbing something to eat and going for a walk in the park next.”

“Really! What a coincidence! Me and Uchiha here were planning the exact same thing!” The coach said passing his arm around the younger man’s shoulders. The athlete couldn’t believe it. How in the world did he end up dragged into this? The tanned beauty didn’t seem to like it either since he looked so infuriated.

“Maybe we could all go then!” Apparently his father didn’t care what he thought, since it wasn’t a question. They were interrupted by the boy behind the counter’s voice.

“Your orders are ready!”

Sure, now they were ready! All at the same time…

“Perfect! Let’s go then.” Kakashi didn’t give a shit as well, for what Naruto or Sasuke thought. They paid, took they’re food, and went out.

***

Out in the park, things got even weirder. Kakashi and Iruka paired up walking ahead of the younger two. It was more than that, they completely forgot about the others and were in their own world at the moment, conversation flowing easily.

“So, Naruto says you’re his father, but you look so young…” Naruto hmphed and rolled his eyes. Yeah, Sasuke agreed it was a cheesy line, but Iruka just smiled back.

“Ah, well, it’s because I’m his foster parent. I was just out of college when I started teaching and in my first class one little devil tried to pull a prank on me.” He looked back to his son then.

“But I caught him first. Naruto was nine years old…” Kakashi seemed amused.

“I was ten!” Iruka just laughed.

“You were one month away from turning ten years old. So nine…”

Now even Sasuke was amused. The tanned blonde seemed very unhappy with the whole situation.

“He was planning on me seating on a whoopee cushion. Hmph… Amateur!”

The three of them laughed, even if the soccer star hid it.

“My boy was so wild. I couldn’t help but start to really care about him.”

“Dad, if you keep embarrassing me I’ll just sit down a little by that tree, hope you don’t mind.”

He went to the mentioned tree and sat down while the others watched him. Then the grey haired man turned to Sasuke. “Maybe you should keep him company?”

The raven sighed, he got the message. ‘Wouldn’t want to be the third wheel anyway’, so he went and sat by the blonde, propped against the tree and closed his eyes. Maybe he could rest a little.

“You look like shit…”

“Nice way to start a conversation, dobe…”

“Whatever…” He was upset. Was it because of his father and the pervert flirting?

“I worked all night.”

“Worked, like training?”

“No. It was for advertising. Some perfume…”

“Ah, cool…”

A few feet ahead of them the other pair talked. Iruka was laughing and it seemed Kakashi was smiling by the way his eyes glinted.

“You don’t like what’s going on over there, do you?”

“Not really.” Was the guy a homophobic? But, if his father was flirting with another guy...

“Why? Don’t you want a new Dad?” At least it made him laugh a little. It was a beautiful laugh.

“That’s not it. I just don’t really know him. He’s a little weird with the mask thing, not very punctual. Also, I would never think he was gay judging by his reading material and the environment he works in.”

“He’s a nice guy. Of course, he’s lazy and has some strange habits, but I’ve known him for some time now and he is trust worthy.” And now he was defending the most annoying man ever, go figure.

Naruto liked this new side of the star player. He was very serious talking about his coach, which made him trust his words. Still, there was some softness there. Maybe he didn’t want to show it, but he liked Kakashi.

“Perhaps I’m just a little jealous…”

“Mama’s boy...”

“What? You bastard!”

“No, I’m not. My parents were married when I was born, dobe!”

“Baka!”

Kakashi heard voices growing louder and insults getting worse. Iruka turned to look at the pair bickering.

“I heard it’s not the first time this has happened, right?”

“Yeah, it’s not. I think it’s their way of breaking the sexual tension…”

“I agree. They are very attracted to each other and don’t know how to handle it.”

“Well, let’s take them home before they hurt themselves.”

The brunette laughed as they went to separate the younger men.

A.N.: Hello there! This one is a little longer.Hope you all enjoy. I knwo I am a clichè: Naruta and Sasuke, Iruka and Kakashi, can't be helped. I wanna ask you guys what you think should be the name of Ino's TV Show??Because I have no idea... Also, I wrote this fic called Cupcakes, if you guys wanna check it out...
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