My Name is Kakashi and I'm an Assassin

My Name I Hatake Kakashi and I’m an Assassin

Epilogue

A/N: Kinda sweet, very short. I just wanted to leave you with a great mental image.

Warning: a little romantic lime

Disclaimer: See chapters 1, 2 and 3

I’ve been hiking through the British Columbia forest for two days and I’m exhausted. I try not to get my hopes up but something about this place feels right. Iruka had said he’d like to live on the coast so I immediately headed east when I arrived in Canada. After searching for seven months I started making my way across the country. Holy shit is this nation vast. I took my time, especially when I got to the mountains. Iruka loves to ski. His parents took him several times when he was young. But so far nothing.

I could head north. Something tells me he’s in B.C. The coast and the mountains in this area scream settle down and hide from the world. I need him to be here, searching is getting expensive. I ran out of money when I hit Powel River. I could always find a job to fund my journey but I don’t want the delay. The city is small and the community friendly. It’s surrounded by nature; he would love it here. I kept my ear to the ground in town and caught wind of a place on the coast that had been sold almost a year ago. It would be about the right time frame.

I climb over a hill and the salty sea breeze hits my face. I inhale deeply, pulling the refreshing sent into my lungs. I hurry down to the beach and kick off my boots, walking barefoot along the wet sand. The view is breathtaking. The small cove is picturesque, the ocean stretching out to the faint outline of Vancouver Island in the distance. The summer sun beats down on me and I smile in spite of my lack discovery of his whereabouts. Maybe when I do find him we’ll move here.

Laughter from down the beach draws my attention. I glance behind me and see a mass of vibrant yellow and orange down the beach. My stomach tightens as hope grips me anew. There’s no mistaking the boisterous voice. Three young people are in the water playing in the waves. The blonde is teasing a raven haired boy who is trying to dislodge a pink haired girl from his arm. My eyes search wildly for confirmation, finding it several meters out swimming lazily in the teal water. His feet touch the ground and his cinnamon tan is revealed in all it’s wet, glistening glory.

I slink to the edge of the forest and watch him emerge from the water, wanting some semblance of control over my emotions before he sees me. I know, I’m such a man. He looks amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so beautiful. He laughs at the antics of the kids and heart slams into my ribcage. He lays his flawless body on a towel up the beach pulling out a copy of a very familiar orange book. I can’t wait a second longer. I put my assassin skill to use for hopefully the last time and glide soundlessly towards him. He’s still unaware of my presence when I say “Yo!” He looks up at me shielding his eyes from the sun. I don’t blame him. My voice is a little raspy from the damage to my vocal cords. They would have healed more but I’m not much of a talker so they’re still waiting for a chance for some rehab.

He squints at me, his eyes finally adjusting and I smile down at him.

“Found you.”

Before I have time to register what happened I find myself face up in the sand, Iruka showering my face with feather light kisses. He pauses to look me in the eyes before pressing his lips to mine in a passionate kiss that tears away the pain of the past three years. Tears are rolling down his cheeks and falling onto mine. I try to blink back the warm, salty fluid building in my eyes but quickly find it futile. I let them stream down the sides of my face finding I don’t mind it so much. He pulls back to look at me as one my tears hit his hand that’s gripping the side of my face.

“Oh Kakashi…” He’s never seen me cry. I suppose few have since I’ve become an adult. He presses his lips to mine and runs his tongue along my bottom lip. I open my mouth and our tongue slide together for a minute before he pulls back and runs a finger gently over the scar on my throat. He drops his lips to it, kissing gently before he lifts my hands in front of his face examining the scars with his lips. I wince slightly as he kisses my left. It’s fully healed but still hurts like hell where they put the metal plate in. His mouth on my fingers alleviates the pain immediately and I groan in gratification. Sure I want him but it’s so much more than that. I think it always has been.

I pull our foreheads together and lock our legs, winding my hands in his dripping, dark hair. I quickly flip our positions, savoring the feeling of him under me. I pull a simple silver chain from my pocket and hold it far enough away for him to see.

“Happy anniversary.” The chain holds a simple dolphin pendant that reminded of me of him. He gasps in surprise.

“You remembered…”

“Of course I did.” I secure the chain around his neck. Our anniversary was last week. A date I will never forget, it’s the day I first knew what it felt like to be alive. The first time I met him in that crummy bar by the hospital. The first time I kissed his lips.

“I love you so much. I don’t ever want to spend a second apart ever again,” I croak. I guess this time apart has made me a bit of a sap. Funny, again I don’t mind so much. We kiss again, our tongues battling heatedly.

An audible gasp from the water makes us sit up. Naruto is grinning from ear to ear. Sasuke is resting his forearm on the blonde’s shoulder and smirking while the pink haired girl looks scandalized. The blonde’s obnoxious voice sends seagulls on the beach scattering.

“Bout time you got here!”

“Hn.”

“Oh my god! Were they kissing?!” We chuckle and climb to our feet. I wrap my arms around him, resting my chin on his shoulder as he introduces me to the girl. I’m not really paying attention. My gaze is resting on Sasuke and his very close proximity to Naruto. He smirks a little wider and nods once in salutation. He looks happy and I return the nod, thinking that he may have picked up some of my characteristics along the way. He rolls his eyes as the pink blur latches on to him again before tossing the blonde a very small, very real smile.

Iruka sends the boys to Sakura’s for a couple of hours before leading me to the beautiful log cabin set just up in the woods. We hardly make it two feet inside the door before he’s pulling my clothes off. God I love him.

Two hours later when the boys arrive home Iruka and I are dozing in the large hammock on the front deck. Their footsteps wake me and I sneak a glance at them. They each have an arm wrapped around the other’s waist and are smiling down at us.

“So you forgive him then?” Sasuke is speaking to Naruto who suddenly looks contemplative.

“Part of me hates him…but I guess my life hasn’t turned out so bad after all. Besides if all of this hadn’t happened I would have never met you.”

“Hn. Dobe.” His pale lips brush a tan temple and the pair head inside. I wait a minute before I whisper.

“We are going to have to watch them like hawks.” Iruka smiles, his eyes still closed.

“You have no idea.”

A/N: Okay. C’est fini. Hope you liked it. Please review. I may write a sequel when I need a break from one of my other fics but for now it’s done.