Not Garunteed Tomorrow
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Not Garunteed Tomorrow
So I’m trying my hand at a Kakashi Iruka fic and seeing how it goes… if you like this, read my other stories… blah blah blah. I don’t need to say much right now.
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He wasn’t supposed to pass…
He, Umino Iruka of all people was not supposed to pass the jounin exams. He was just testing himself to see what level he was on. After all that time sitting around, he figured he was out of shape. His only exercise was the walk to and from work and occasionally dodging flying projectiles.
He really wasn’t expecting to pass.
“You know what this means right?” Iruka didn’t bother to give Kakashi a response. Yeah he knew what it meant. He knew what it meant the moment the Hokage handed his first mission scroll as a jounin.
“We have information that Akatsuki is approaching the border quickly. We are getting Naruto out of the village as soon as we can and surrounding him by all the strong and competent shinobi we can spare. You are to be part of that group and you will leave at the crack of dawn tomorrow.” Tsunade said no more. He had all the information he needed carefully detailed in the scroll.
Iruka was in a state of shock. All around him, the cozy world he worked hard to create was shattering. His cushy job as a teacher at the academy was gone. Shikamaru and Hinata were happy to fill in the two empty positions when he was promoted and another teacher quit (a mischievous student stuck a senbon upright on his chair). His safety was taken away from him now that he was no longer confined in the village. He would no longer be looked upon as an educator and receive special privileges from thankful parents. Instead, he was a ruthless killer. Something to be feared. No one trusted civilian kids with a jounin. It wasn’t good policy.
Tonight was his last night to be a human being. Here he sat with his ninja buddies, very well on his way to getting drunk in the corner of a dark and lucrative bar. But of course jounin didn’t mind drinking there because they were fearless. Nobody messed with jounin.
Iruka’s attention was pulled back into the circle of conversation when Genma elbowed him for a response.
“So, hey buddy! How about a toast on becoming jounin?” Iruka glanced around the table to find everyone looking at him.
“So long as I’m not the one doing it,” he mumbled.
"Alright then,” Genma spit the senbon out of his mouth and raised his long bottlenecked beer. “To life as a jounin: live one minute, die the next.”
Instead of a unanimous, “Here, here!” cheered around the table, the group of friends toasted with the phrase, “Life’s a bitch.”
Iruka downed his next shot of hard liquor and winced as it burned the back of his throat. He started feeling the effects of the alcohol a while ago and though his conscious told him that he should stop, life was a bitch… so he called for another.
“Whoa Iruka, don’t you think that you’ve had enough?” Kakashi pulled the freshly filled shot glass out of Iruka’s hand. Iruka kindly returned the favor snatching Kakashi second beer bottle and downing the entire content quickly.
“What do you think you are doing Iruka-chan?” the copy-cat ninja teased as the bottle slipped from an unsteady caramel hand.
“Saying goodbye to life as I know it.” Iruka crumpled in his seat, too drunk to sit up straight.
Kakashi stopped Iruka once again as he attempted to reach out for another drink. ‘Stupid Kakashi and his stupid spoilage of fun and his stupid face mask…’ Iruka whined in his head.
“First of all, I’m not stupid and neither is my face mask.”
‘Oh, did, I say that out loud?’ Iruka thought.
“Yes you did and if you don’t stop drinking now, you won’t be 100% capable to protect Naruto-kun tomorrow if you have a hangover. What will happen to Naruto-kun without his precious Iruka-sensei when Akatsuki comes, hmm?”
Trust Kakashi to use Naruto to play on Iruka’s heartstrings.
“Okay, no more beer.” Iruka made a lousy attempt to sit up before crumpling in his chair again. “Hey, where did everybody go?”
“They left because you are a party pooper,” Kakashi whined and buried his nose back in his dirty book. “Why are you freaking out anyway? Being a jounin has it’s perks…”
“Like what?”
“Besides the higher pay rate? Maybe this.” Kakashi adjusted his hitae-ate to look with both eyes around the room. Simply revealing his Sharingan got half the rooms attention and a pretty girl across the room blushed when he winked at her. She was a cute brunette, short with normal curves and pretty green eyes. Her pale skin rouged when he winked and she waved shyly in their direction.
“Apparently us jounin are really popular because we are really good in bed.” Kakashi turned to grin at the drunk man next to him.
“What if I don’t swing that way?” Iruka challenged (like many men do when drunk).
“Oh it works both way, I assure you…” He winked at a young man in his late teens two tables to the left. Said young man winked back and made an obscene gesture with his tongue.
“He’s kind of young, doncha think? Besides, what if I’m into Jounin? You know, special jounin that have teams that are named after them. You know… The kind that read porn and wear masks…?”
Kakashi blinked.
Kakashi blinked again.
…
Was Iruka trying to hit on him?
Was Umino Iruka, the strict, no-nonsense academy teacher who failed Naruto three times trying to make a pass on him?
“Ok Iruka, it’s time we get you sobered up now,” Kakashi stated, hoisting Iruka up to his feet and half carrying him out the door.
Most of the journey to Iruka’s apartment was in silence. Kakashi looked at his pocket with desperate longing, the orange book was tucked away so he could help his companion to his place. It left Kakashi to silent contemplation, which for jounin was never a good thing.
He wouldn’t say that he had a crush on Iruka… no…
Yeah, he noticed how cute the guy was. Honestly, who didn’t? Even Sasuke blushed whenever he had a full view of his former academy teacher bending over to pick up a piece of trash (oddly that happened a lot at the academy). It wasn’t like Kakashi had gone all fan girl on the former chuunin.
Granted, he would think on him every once in a while. He wondered what Iruka’s hair would look like when it was down. He wondered how Iruka got that scar across that nose. It had been there for as long as he could remember (and that was a long time). He would wonder why everyone kept calling him a freaking dolphin because honestly, he couldn’t see it and…
Oh crap…
‘I can’t believe I actually have a crush on Iruka!' his mind screamed as Iruka giggled and stumbled over air.
“Kakashi… dizzy… let’s stop a sec, kay?” If Iruka could just get the world to stop spinning, maybe he could walk on his own and not need Kakashi to help him like he was some kind of woman…
They were lucky enough to be have taken the scenic route where benches were strategically placed for people to admire the view. Kakashi shifted to the side of the road to lower the man down to one of the benches before sighing and taking a seat at the other end, unwilling to just leave him there. Then Iruka did something he’d never do while sober… He curled up in the fetal position and rested his head in Kakashi’s lap .
Kakashi groaned. The whole situation was cute, but it just left Kakashi to contemplate even more. Had Iruka been serious earlier, or was that just the booze talking? Then again, you know what the say. “Whatever someone has said when they were drunk, they thought while sober.”
How long had they been sitting there anyway? Kakashi looked at the position of the stars and moon to map out the time. Wow, nearly 2 hours… Though it wasn’t that bad, Iruka got trashed pretty early, so it was only around 10 o’ clock.
“Iruuuuka-chan!” Iruka sang while attempting to shake the sleeping man awake.
“10 more minutes…” Iruka grumbled unwilling to get up from the warmth that he could quickly become accustomed to.
“Come on Iruka-chan. If you don’t get up now, you won’t get up by dawn tomorrow, then all Konoha’s early risers will know that you slept in my lap tonight.” Kakashi provoked the dignity of Iruka’s manhood.
“Alright, I’m up.” the former chuunin shot up and out of Kakashi’s lap before he could say anything else.
The nap seemed to do a lot of good for Iruka. He now stood before Kakashi looking a lot less drunk and much more sleepy. Sleepy was more lucid than drunk.
Kakashi stood up to stretch with the man before he could race home and catch all the sleep available to him before they had to leave at around 5 the next morning (like he was ever on time for deadlines like that anyway).
“Kakashi… I meant what I said earlier…” The words came out right as Kakashi was preparing to say good night to the younger man.
Bed…
Iruka…
Bed…
Iruka…
Kakashi weighed the benefit of his options.
“ I guess I probably should have told you sooner and it is selfish of me to tell you now, but we might not survive this mission and…” his voice failed him so he decided to show Kakashi what he wanted instead. Closing the distance between the two, he cautiously pulled the cloth mask down Kakashi’s face and nearly gasped at the beauty before capturing beautiful lips in a soft kiss.
“Kakashi… If you want me tonight, I’m yours.”
Bed..
Sex…
Sex definitely won this round. Kakashi took Iruka up in his arms to draw him in another sweet kiss, On pale hand traveled to entangle itself in rich chocolate hair as lips parted for his entrance.
In a desperate for one last night to feel alive in someone else’s arms, Iruka wrapped his arms around the slightly taller man’s neck to pull him into a firmer and more passionate kiss. Their lips seal, forcing the two men to breathe through their nose as tongues danced and sparks flew. In response to the sudden energy, Kakashi’s arms tightened, almost possessively around the younger man.
“Mm, Iruka… are you sure this is what you want?” Kakashi asked with caution. Iruka could still be very drunk or he could just be desperate for a good fuck.
“Hatake Kakashi, I. Want. You.” He stressed each syllable looking him straight in the eye and revealing no dishonesty.
“Satisfied with the response, Kakashi engulfed Iruka’s lips in another fierce kiss while making hand signs and poofing them into his apartment.
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Am I bad for leaving it like this? Well, if you really like the story and want me to continue, review, else I’ll lose inspiration… I write for my readers!
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He wasn’t supposed to pass…
He, Umino Iruka of all people was not supposed to pass the jounin exams. He was just testing himself to see what level he was on. After all that time sitting around, he figured he was out of shape. His only exercise was the walk to and from work and occasionally dodging flying projectiles.
He really wasn’t expecting to pass.
“You know what this means right?” Iruka didn’t bother to give Kakashi a response. Yeah he knew what it meant. He knew what it meant the moment the Hokage handed his first mission scroll as a jounin.
“We have information that Akatsuki is approaching the border quickly. We are getting Naruto out of the village as soon as we can and surrounding him by all the strong and competent shinobi we can spare. You are to be part of that group and you will leave at the crack of dawn tomorrow.” Tsunade said no more. He had all the information he needed carefully detailed in the scroll.
Iruka was in a state of shock. All around him, the cozy world he worked hard to create was shattering. His cushy job as a teacher at the academy was gone. Shikamaru and Hinata were happy to fill in the two empty positions when he was promoted and another teacher quit (a mischievous student stuck a senbon upright on his chair). His safety was taken away from him now that he was no longer confined in the village. He would no longer be looked upon as an educator and receive special privileges from thankful parents. Instead, he was a ruthless killer. Something to be feared. No one trusted civilian kids with a jounin. It wasn’t good policy.
Tonight was his last night to be a human being. Here he sat with his ninja buddies, very well on his way to getting drunk in the corner of a dark and lucrative bar. But of course jounin didn’t mind drinking there because they were fearless. Nobody messed with jounin.
Iruka’s attention was pulled back into the circle of conversation when Genma elbowed him for a response.
“So, hey buddy! How about a toast on becoming jounin?” Iruka glanced around the table to find everyone looking at him.
“So long as I’m not the one doing it,” he mumbled.
"Alright then,” Genma spit the senbon out of his mouth and raised his long bottlenecked beer. “To life as a jounin: live one minute, die the next.”
Instead of a unanimous, “Here, here!” cheered around the table, the group of friends toasted with the phrase, “Life’s a bitch.”
Iruka downed his next shot of hard liquor and winced as it burned the back of his throat. He started feeling the effects of the alcohol a while ago and though his conscious told him that he should stop, life was a bitch… so he called for another.
“Whoa Iruka, don’t you think that you’ve had enough?” Kakashi pulled the freshly filled shot glass out of Iruka’s hand. Iruka kindly returned the favor snatching Kakashi second beer bottle and downing the entire content quickly.
“What do you think you are doing Iruka-chan?” the copy-cat ninja teased as the bottle slipped from an unsteady caramel hand.
“Saying goodbye to life as I know it.” Iruka crumpled in his seat, too drunk to sit up straight.
Kakashi stopped Iruka once again as he attempted to reach out for another drink. ‘Stupid Kakashi and his stupid spoilage of fun and his stupid face mask…’ Iruka whined in his head.
“First of all, I’m not stupid and neither is my face mask.”
‘Oh, did, I say that out loud?’ Iruka thought.
“Yes you did and if you don’t stop drinking now, you won’t be 100% capable to protect Naruto-kun tomorrow if you have a hangover. What will happen to Naruto-kun without his precious Iruka-sensei when Akatsuki comes, hmm?”
Trust Kakashi to use Naruto to play on Iruka’s heartstrings.
“Okay, no more beer.” Iruka made a lousy attempt to sit up before crumpling in his chair again. “Hey, where did everybody go?”
“They left because you are a party pooper,” Kakashi whined and buried his nose back in his dirty book. “Why are you freaking out anyway? Being a jounin has it’s perks…”
“Like what?”
“Besides the higher pay rate? Maybe this.” Kakashi adjusted his hitae-ate to look with both eyes around the room. Simply revealing his Sharingan got half the rooms attention and a pretty girl across the room blushed when he winked at her. She was a cute brunette, short with normal curves and pretty green eyes. Her pale skin rouged when he winked and she waved shyly in their direction.
“Apparently us jounin are really popular because we are really good in bed.” Kakashi turned to grin at the drunk man next to him.
“What if I don’t swing that way?” Iruka challenged (like many men do when drunk).
“Oh it works both way, I assure you…” He winked at a young man in his late teens two tables to the left. Said young man winked back and made an obscene gesture with his tongue.
“He’s kind of young, doncha think? Besides, what if I’m into Jounin? You know, special jounin that have teams that are named after them. You know… The kind that read porn and wear masks…?”
Kakashi blinked.
Kakashi blinked again.
…
Was Iruka trying to hit on him?
Was Umino Iruka, the strict, no-nonsense academy teacher who failed Naruto three times trying to make a pass on him?
“Ok Iruka, it’s time we get you sobered up now,” Kakashi stated, hoisting Iruka up to his feet and half carrying him out the door.
Most of the journey to Iruka’s apartment was in silence. Kakashi looked at his pocket with desperate longing, the orange book was tucked away so he could help his companion to his place. It left Kakashi to silent contemplation, which for jounin was never a good thing.
He wouldn’t say that he had a crush on Iruka… no…
Yeah, he noticed how cute the guy was. Honestly, who didn’t? Even Sasuke blushed whenever he had a full view of his former academy teacher bending over to pick up a piece of trash (oddly that happened a lot at the academy). It wasn’t like Kakashi had gone all fan girl on the former chuunin.
Granted, he would think on him every once in a while. He wondered what Iruka’s hair would look like when it was down. He wondered how Iruka got that scar across that nose. It had been there for as long as he could remember (and that was a long time). He would wonder why everyone kept calling him a freaking dolphin because honestly, he couldn’t see it and…
Oh crap…
‘I can’t believe I actually have a crush on Iruka!' his mind screamed as Iruka giggled and stumbled over air.
“Kakashi… dizzy… let’s stop a sec, kay?” If Iruka could just get the world to stop spinning, maybe he could walk on his own and not need Kakashi to help him like he was some kind of woman…
They were lucky enough to be have taken the scenic route where benches were strategically placed for people to admire the view. Kakashi shifted to the side of the road to lower the man down to one of the benches before sighing and taking a seat at the other end, unwilling to just leave him there. Then Iruka did something he’d never do while sober… He curled up in the fetal position and rested his head in Kakashi’s lap .
Kakashi groaned. The whole situation was cute, but it just left Kakashi to contemplate even more. Had Iruka been serious earlier, or was that just the booze talking? Then again, you know what the say. “Whatever someone has said when they were drunk, they thought while sober.”
How long had they been sitting there anyway? Kakashi looked at the position of the stars and moon to map out the time. Wow, nearly 2 hours… Though it wasn’t that bad, Iruka got trashed pretty early, so it was only around 10 o’ clock.
“Iruuuuka-chan!” Iruka sang while attempting to shake the sleeping man awake.
“10 more minutes…” Iruka grumbled unwilling to get up from the warmth that he could quickly become accustomed to.
“Come on Iruka-chan. If you don’t get up now, you won’t get up by dawn tomorrow, then all Konoha’s early risers will know that you slept in my lap tonight.” Kakashi provoked the dignity of Iruka’s manhood.
“Alright, I’m up.” the former chuunin shot up and out of Kakashi’s lap before he could say anything else.
The nap seemed to do a lot of good for Iruka. He now stood before Kakashi looking a lot less drunk and much more sleepy. Sleepy was more lucid than drunk.
Kakashi stood up to stretch with the man before he could race home and catch all the sleep available to him before they had to leave at around 5 the next morning (like he was ever on time for deadlines like that anyway).
“Kakashi… I meant what I said earlier…” The words came out right as Kakashi was preparing to say good night to the younger man.
Bed…
Iruka…
Bed…
Iruka…
Kakashi weighed the benefit of his options.
“ I guess I probably should have told you sooner and it is selfish of me to tell you now, but we might not survive this mission and…” his voice failed him so he decided to show Kakashi what he wanted instead. Closing the distance between the two, he cautiously pulled the cloth mask down Kakashi’s face and nearly gasped at the beauty before capturing beautiful lips in a soft kiss.
“Kakashi… If you want me tonight, I’m yours.”
Bed..
Sex…
Sex definitely won this round. Kakashi took Iruka up in his arms to draw him in another sweet kiss, On pale hand traveled to entangle itself in rich chocolate hair as lips parted for his entrance.
In a desperate for one last night to feel alive in someone else’s arms, Iruka wrapped his arms around the slightly taller man’s neck to pull him into a firmer and more passionate kiss. Their lips seal, forcing the two men to breathe through their nose as tongues danced and sparks flew. In response to the sudden energy, Kakashi’s arms tightened, almost possessively around the younger man.
“Mm, Iruka… are you sure this is what you want?” Kakashi asked with caution. Iruka could still be very drunk or he could just be desperate for a good fuck.
“Hatake Kakashi, I. Want. You.” He stressed each syllable looking him straight in the eye and revealing no dishonesty.
“Satisfied with the response, Kakashi engulfed Iruka’s lips in another fierce kiss while making hand signs and poofing them into his apartment.
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Am I bad for leaving it like this? Well, if you really like the story and want me to continue, review, else I’ll lose inspiration… I write for my readers!