La Speranza Ultima
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Trust
IX. Trust
Kakashi frowned as he watched Iruka climb the rock face he was standing on. Naruto was quietly sleeping away below them, something Iruka should have been doing. Instead he was climbing up a rock that Kakashi had taken in two leaps and for what purpose? Sighing, Kakashi reached down and pulled Iruka up the rest of the way, trying to ignore how nice the brunette’s body felt against him. It wasn’t fair, Kakashi thought to himself as he felt Iruka settle, felt him try to balance himself on the precarious precipice and against Kakashi. He wasn’t supposed to like humanity. Humanity had destroyed everything precious to him – his lord, his best friends, his teacher – and had left him alone.
But Iruka…
There was something about Iruka that Kakashi liked. He hadn’t figured it out, though, and it was driving him crazy. Iruka was the most stubborn, irritating, temperamental human he knew and yet Kakashi couldn’t stop thinking about the good qualities of the human. For all of the stubbornness, there was just as much loyalty; for all the irritability, there was just as much compassion; and for all temper, there was just as much love. Certainly, though, the love wasn’t for Kakashi, but Iruka was slowly changing right before his eyes. Or perhaps Kakashi was the one who was changing. Over the past few weeks of traveling, after the incident with the kappa, Kakashi had watched Iruka and Naruto interact with one another, and had tried to understand why Naruto was so attached to the human.
He couldn’t see it. He couldn’t see why anyone could be so attached to a singular person, especially someone as weak as Iruka. It just didn’t make sense to Kakashi. But now, he too was falling for the human. There was just something about Iruka that attracted. And if the kappa was any indication of what Iruka attracted, then Kakashi needed to make his claim – if only to protect Iruka himself. After all, Kakashi did want Iruka as a mate.
Right.
And the sky would sooner turn green and monkeys would dance the can-can in perfect unison.
“Why did you come up here?” Kakashi asked as gently as he could manage. Iruka just shrugged.
“You looked lonely.”
“I always look lonely.”
“You shouldn’t.” Iruka looked up at the silver-haired demon and frowned a little bit. “It doesn’t suit you.”
Kakashi just shook his head and picked up the human, holding him tight as the demon made to leap from his perch. Kakashi secretly enjoyed the way that Iruka clung to him, hiding his face against his shoulder during the descent, eyes squeezed shut.
“Don’t worry about me,” Kakashi said, placing his fingers beneath Iruka’s chin, tilting his head up. Kakashi swallowed hard, staring into those wary doe brown eyes, and fought back the need to just take this human where they stood.
“Don’t worry about you? Aren’t you supposed to be our protector?” Iruka asked, head tilting, frowning as he stared into Kakashi’s visible blue eye. “Naruto’s guide?”
Kakashi’s jaw worked for a moment. “I’m used to being alone.”
“You’re not alone anymore, you know.”
Kakashi sighed, shook his head, and managed to force a smile. “Go get some sleep. We’re going to move soon. We have a long way to go and little time.”
Iruka shook his head and gave a sigh, turning away from the silver-haired demon, back toward the sleeping boy. Kakashi reached out far too fast for Iruka to avoid, fingers wrapping around Iruka’s bicep, and turning him around. Iruka squeaked as Kakashi’s lips met his and, despite himself, let the kiss linger for a moment before Iruka shoved Kakashi away and all but ran to Naruto’s side, facing away from the elder demon. Kakashi merely licked his lips and shook the static from his skin before he moved to stand guard once more, fighting not to smile.
Naruto bounded ahead of the elder pair, chasing some poor woodland creature almost up a tree. Kakashi and Iruka spent their morning walk trying to avoid each other, trying to avoid coming into even remote contact with each other. Kakashi couldn’t figure it out. It wasn’t that Iruka was really avoiding him. Iruka was still talking to him, but those smiles were a little forced, and he was trying to avoid being touched by the silver-haired demon. Kakashi knew he was guilty of avoiding skin contact, but he hadn’t said a word to the brunette since their kiss.
So had he made a mistake in kissing Iruka? He’d never kissed a human before. Were there certain rules one had to follow when courting a human? Kisses were harmless, weren’t they? They didn’t mean anything, after all. A kiss was a kiss, no matter why it was given, right? Kakashi sighed and rubbed his face once Iruka moved further ahead to pick up Naruto after the brat had tripped over a root. He didn’t understand humans. He couldn’t understand humans. Iruka wanted him, then he didn’t want him, then he wanted him again – it was like Iruka couldn’t make up his mind. But then, Kakashi couldn’t make up his mind either. He had the power to take Iruka against his will, but he didn’t want to. He wanted Iruka to choose him because he wanted to, not because he felt obligated or had no other choice. Kakashi shivered the realization that Iruka had become important to him, almost as important – no, more important – than Naruto.
What did that mean?
“Kakashi! Kakashi, hurry up!” Iruka was calling. Kakashi jerked from his daydream, and stared right at the human, his Sharingan whirling as he looked upon the man. Bright light glowed from Iruka’s very soul, a bright, untarnished light. The silver-haired demon felt his cheeks heat looking upon that pure soul, and hurried to catch up to Iruka and Naruto, fighting to cover up his Sharingan before he looked too deeply into the human’s soul, deeper than he was already.
“Iruka,” Kakashi began softly, trying not to blush as Iruka just looked at him, “when I kissed you did I…?”
Iruka’s eyes just darkened a little bit, and he looked at Naruto’s form just a few feet ahead of them. “When I was little, someone I trusted tried to hurt me, tried to force me to do something I didn’t want to do.”
“I won’t.”
Iruka looked up at Kakashi, blinking a little bit at the sound of finality in the elder’s voice. The silver haired man looked down at Iruka, his blue eye darkened to sapphire, a promise glinting in that orb.
Iruka smiled at the demon and moved forward a little bit. “I know.”
Blinking, Kakashi hurried to follow, giving a small smile of satisfaction. Only once did he pause to look back at the direction they came from, the barest hint of a frown forming at the scent of rot. Unable to find anything for the unmistakable scent, the silver-haired lightning demon hurried after his human and Prince, wondering why he still felt a cold fist settling in his gut.
Kakashi frowned as he watched Iruka climb the rock face he was standing on. Naruto was quietly sleeping away below them, something Iruka should have been doing. Instead he was climbing up a rock that Kakashi had taken in two leaps and for what purpose? Sighing, Kakashi reached down and pulled Iruka up the rest of the way, trying to ignore how nice the brunette’s body felt against him. It wasn’t fair, Kakashi thought to himself as he felt Iruka settle, felt him try to balance himself on the precarious precipice and against Kakashi. He wasn’t supposed to like humanity. Humanity had destroyed everything precious to him – his lord, his best friends, his teacher – and had left him alone.
But Iruka…
There was something about Iruka that Kakashi liked. He hadn’t figured it out, though, and it was driving him crazy. Iruka was the most stubborn, irritating, temperamental human he knew and yet Kakashi couldn’t stop thinking about the good qualities of the human. For all of the stubbornness, there was just as much loyalty; for all the irritability, there was just as much compassion; and for all temper, there was just as much love. Certainly, though, the love wasn’t for Kakashi, but Iruka was slowly changing right before his eyes. Or perhaps Kakashi was the one who was changing. Over the past few weeks of traveling, after the incident with the kappa, Kakashi had watched Iruka and Naruto interact with one another, and had tried to understand why Naruto was so attached to the human.
He couldn’t see it. He couldn’t see why anyone could be so attached to a singular person, especially someone as weak as Iruka. It just didn’t make sense to Kakashi. But now, he too was falling for the human. There was just something about Iruka that attracted. And if the kappa was any indication of what Iruka attracted, then Kakashi needed to make his claim – if only to protect Iruka himself. After all, Kakashi did want Iruka as a mate.
Right.
And the sky would sooner turn green and monkeys would dance the can-can in perfect unison.
“Why did you come up here?” Kakashi asked as gently as he could manage. Iruka just shrugged.
“You looked lonely.”
“I always look lonely.”
“You shouldn’t.” Iruka looked up at the silver-haired demon and frowned a little bit. “It doesn’t suit you.”
Kakashi just shook his head and picked up the human, holding him tight as the demon made to leap from his perch. Kakashi secretly enjoyed the way that Iruka clung to him, hiding his face against his shoulder during the descent, eyes squeezed shut.
“Don’t worry about me,” Kakashi said, placing his fingers beneath Iruka’s chin, tilting his head up. Kakashi swallowed hard, staring into those wary doe brown eyes, and fought back the need to just take this human where they stood.
“Don’t worry about you? Aren’t you supposed to be our protector?” Iruka asked, head tilting, frowning as he stared into Kakashi’s visible blue eye. “Naruto’s guide?”
Kakashi’s jaw worked for a moment. “I’m used to being alone.”
“You’re not alone anymore, you know.”
Kakashi sighed, shook his head, and managed to force a smile. “Go get some sleep. We’re going to move soon. We have a long way to go and little time.”
Iruka shook his head and gave a sigh, turning away from the silver-haired demon, back toward the sleeping boy. Kakashi reached out far too fast for Iruka to avoid, fingers wrapping around Iruka’s bicep, and turning him around. Iruka squeaked as Kakashi’s lips met his and, despite himself, let the kiss linger for a moment before Iruka shoved Kakashi away and all but ran to Naruto’s side, facing away from the elder demon. Kakashi merely licked his lips and shook the static from his skin before he moved to stand guard once more, fighting not to smile.
Naruto bounded ahead of the elder pair, chasing some poor woodland creature almost up a tree. Kakashi and Iruka spent their morning walk trying to avoid each other, trying to avoid coming into even remote contact with each other. Kakashi couldn’t figure it out. It wasn’t that Iruka was really avoiding him. Iruka was still talking to him, but those smiles were a little forced, and he was trying to avoid being touched by the silver-haired demon. Kakashi knew he was guilty of avoiding skin contact, but he hadn’t said a word to the brunette since their kiss.
So had he made a mistake in kissing Iruka? He’d never kissed a human before. Were there certain rules one had to follow when courting a human? Kisses were harmless, weren’t they? They didn’t mean anything, after all. A kiss was a kiss, no matter why it was given, right? Kakashi sighed and rubbed his face once Iruka moved further ahead to pick up Naruto after the brat had tripped over a root. He didn’t understand humans. He couldn’t understand humans. Iruka wanted him, then he didn’t want him, then he wanted him again – it was like Iruka couldn’t make up his mind. But then, Kakashi couldn’t make up his mind either. He had the power to take Iruka against his will, but he didn’t want to. He wanted Iruka to choose him because he wanted to, not because he felt obligated or had no other choice. Kakashi shivered the realization that Iruka had become important to him, almost as important – no, more important – than Naruto.
What did that mean?
“Kakashi! Kakashi, hurry up!” Iruka was calling. Kakashi jerked from his daydream, and stared right at the human, his Sharingan whirling as he looked upon the man. Bright light glowed from Iruka’s very soul, a bright, untarnished light. The silver-haired demon felt his cheeks heat looking upon that pure soul, and hurried to catch up to Iruka and Naruto, fighting to cover up his Sharingan before he looked too deeply into the human’s soul, deeper than he was already.
“Iruka,” Kakashi began softly, trying not to blush as Iruka just looked at him, “when I kissed you did I…?”
Iruka’s eyes just darkened a little bit, and he looked at Naruto’s form just a few feet ahead of them. “When I was little, someone I trusted tried to hurt me, tried to force me to do something I didn’t want to do.”
“I won’t.”
Iruka looked up at Kakashi, blinking a little bit at the sound of finality in the elder’s voice. The silver haired man looked down at Iruka, his blue eye darkened to sapphire, a promise glinting in that orb.
Iruka smiled at the demon and moved forward a little bit. “I know.”
Blinking, Kakashi hurried to follow, giving a small smile of satisfaction. Only once did he pause to look back at the direction they came from, the barest hint of a frown forming at the scent of rot. Unable to find anything for the unmistakable scent, the silver-haired lightning demon hurried after his human and Prince, wondering why he still felt a cold fist settling in his gut.