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Conundrum
Love
The word was a conundrum, it always had been to Ibiki. If he had been asked three months ago…even two months ago what love was, he wouldn’t have had answer. He could have tortured anyone for hours on end and never found the answer. Love was just…unexplainable and unattainable.
Or so he had thought.
He had gone through most of his life alone, his job was his lover, the most important thing in the world to him. He had spent every spare moment he had in the T&I building or in his office doing paperwork and giving out missions, just monitoring the Anbu like there was nothing more important to do in the world.
He had been so wrong.
Ibiki knew that now, now that he had his lovers heavy weight against his chest, the smaller man sleeping contentedly in his arms, his head resting over Ibiki’s heart. Iruka loved to hear Ibiki’s heart beat, it always seemed to put him to sleep almost instantly and he knew it. Ibiki couldn’t help but think back on how he had come to be in this position, a smile coming to his face as he let himself fall to sleep with his love.
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Ibiki had seen love for the first time around two months ago. He had seen love when Naruto Uzumaki had been dropped off at his office, chakra suppressing cuffs clapped around his wrists and a devastated look in his eyes. He was supposed to interrogate the abnormally calm ball of energy and find out exactly what had happened on his teams last mission. He was supposed to do anything and everything he could to find out exactly what had gone wrong on the mission. He hadn’t been given any limits, no lines that he wasn’t supposed to cross, he could do anything in his power to pull the truth from the young man.
Well, at least the was what the Hokage had said.
Umino Iruka apparently had different ideas on what no limits meant to the torture and interrogations specialist. Ibiki had been cornered…literally, by the small chuunin. He had been pushed up against a wall and told that he did have limits. Iruka had stared him down, using all of the power his infamous teacher glare had against the other man as he spoke in an almost kind voice.
“Morino Ibiki, if I hear that you laid one hand Naruto in any way that was not specifically ordained for use against fellow ninja, I will harm you. If I hear you broke any of his bones, even if they are healed better then what they were before, I will inflict that same injury on you over and over again. Ohhh and if I hear you touched him sexually, in anyway that even hints at rape, I will cut your balls and dick off and shove them up your ass.”
With those, very threatening, words said, the teacher had smiled at him and walked away. It was like he had just been having a chat, not telling the Anbu leader he was going to cut his dick off. That was the first time that Ibiki had seen it.
Iruka’s mother hen love.
He didn’t lay a hand on Naruto.
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Iruka showed Ibiki love once again less then a week later, simply by the way he taught his students. It was a surprise when Ibiki had first recognized it. He had always thought that Iruka was…mean to his students. He had seen him give them detention for doing pranks far more simple then what the scarred teacher had done while he was in the academy, he had seen him go off at seemingly simple things and he had seen how tough he was when a student looked at him, saying they were going to give up when they found it too hard.
But he later found out, this was all love. It finally clicked for him when he saw Iruka pick up a little girl after she had messed up, royally, on a jutsu. The teacher had given the girl a hug and a kiss on the forehead before telling her to try again. And she had, she tried so hard just because Iruka had shown her some love. Now Ibiki understood what it was.
It was tough love.
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Ibiki found the teacher never failed to amaze him when he saw him conveying yet another type of love. It was just a month after their run in about Naruto that he found the brown haired teacher holding one of his friends, just rocking the boy as he cried against his shoulder. Ibiki hadn’t been able to tell who it was but he could tell by the unshed tears in Iruka’s eyes that he was feeling the loss right along with the other person.
It rook him a while to figure out this love, it was confusing and so simple all at the same time. It took him a few more times seeing it to actually understand what it was. It was so simple he felt like an idiot when it hit him.
It was the pure love of friendship.
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The next type of love that Iruka taught Ibiki, the scarred man had figured out on his own. He had wondered why he had suddenly become so…entranced by one person. It was normally simple for him. He would look at the person, talk to them for a few moments, then he would be able to pick apart their personality like he was reading a book on their lives. He could tell you their favorite color, the type of pet they were prone to own and even what sex they preferred in a partner. It had always been so simple for Ibiki to understand people and the inner working of their minds.
That was not the case with Iruka, Iruka was a conundrum unto himself. He had so many different facets to his personality and mind that Ibiki got lost when trying to figure him out. He was the caring school teacher who took care of his students every day with all of his heart but he was also the broken child whos heart still wept from the loss of his parents so many years ago. Ibiki did not understand his obsession with the teacher until it literally hit him like a brick wall.
It was unrequited love.
Or so he had thought.
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It wasn’t until Ibiki had been cornered again, Iruka so close that he could feel his breath on his face that he had found out he was wrong…so wrong.
“Why the hell do you keep following me around? Why are you spying on me?!” Iruka’s voice had been angry and loud with a hint of a confusion as he stared at the bigger man, his hands shaking slightly where they were clenched in his trench coat. “Why am I so damned interesting to you now?”
Ibiki would have stumbled back a step if he had been able too. He was actually…speechless. He really didn’t have an answer that he wanted or thought that he could give the other man. How could he tell him that he had been following him everywhere he went just to see what new kind of love he could learn about from him? It would be an asinine and suicidal thing to say. So he took the easy way out. “I’ve have been learning from you.” He said simply, still looking unaffected by the chuunins proximity.
“What have you been learning from me? What could you possibly learn from an academy teacher?”
The question threw him a bit, making him unable to stop the answer before he said it. “What love is.” The blush on the smaller mans face and the way that he had stumbled back, stuttering and waving his hands had been worth the embarrassment that Ibiki had felt from the entire situation. But then it all changed and Iruka had looked up at him, a smiled on his face as he leaned forward, pressing the smallest, but most important kiss, he had ever gotten to his scarred lips, uttering the words that changed his life forever.
“Yeah, I love you too.”
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That was how Ibiki had found himself here, a month later from their badly timed confessions. A lot had changed since then, Iruka had moved in with him, he had actually started taking time off work (shocking everyone in the process), and they were both very much happy with their lives.
Ibiki had surprised Iruka with a ring just a few days ago, telling him some overly mushy drivel about everlasting love and how he would do anything for the academy teacher. He had meant every word of it but it had still made Iruka blush then giggle a bit at him. He had been surprised when Iruka had done the same thing, pulling a band that almost matched his own out of his pocket. They were both seemingly drab and unimpressive but really, very thoughtful. It was just ignorance to give a ninja a flashy piece of jewelery. They had exchanged the rings, showering each other with soft kisses and touches before going to bed, Iruka’s head laying against Ibiki’s heart.
In their world, they never knew when forever would end abruptly but they were fully willing to spend their forevers with each other and they would enjoy every second of them. Ibiki had finally figured out his conundrums, love was just love, Iruka was just Iruka, confusing in their own way but so simple once you stopped thinking about them. Love was simply…
Love
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AN: Look what I can do when the power goes out and I’m bored! Ok so….this ran away with me, I admit it. I meant for this to be a short, drabble-esque story like no more then 500 words. That went out the window and now it’s over 1500 words. *smiles* And all about love.
Now personally, I’m against the emotion. I mean, I have a hard time understanding why people would want it. Now I know in my stories, people fall in love, they live out their lives happily together forever and ever and…it’s a perfect world!
Well, get used to it people the world is not perfect!
OK, I guess I better explain this, I have this hatred of like mushy gushy OMG! I LOVE you! Love because it’s not realistic. Maybe I’m jaded because I thought I was in love, find out my soon to be husband already has a wife, ohhhh! And a girlfriend, bummer, right? Yeah, I’m bitter I guess, I think it’s understandable and this story is so mushy sweet *shudders*
Ok, end of rant.
I hope I got the love concept across, I was really trying too because I…have not much good experience with it. I really hope you all like this and it fit’s the theme for the scarred love contest because really, that’s exactly what it was made for. Well, I hope y’all like it, favs and comments are very much appreciated (especially comments, is a comment whore *giggles*) and thank you so much for reading. *giggles* that goes double for if you read this whole comment.
The word was a conundrum, it always had been to Ibiki. If he had been asked three months ago…even two months ago what love was, he wouldn’t have had answer. He could have tortured anyone for hours on end and never found the answer. Love was just…unexplainable and unattainable.
Or so he had thought.
He had gone through most of his life alone, his job was his lover, the most important thing in the world to him. He had spent every spare moment he had in the T&I building or in his office doing paperwork and giving out missions, just monitoring the Anbu like there was nothing more important to do in the world.
He had been so wrong.
Ibiki knew that now, now that he had his lovers heavy weight against his chest, the smaller man sleeping contentedly in his arms, his head resting over Ibiki’s heart. Iruka loved to hear Ibiki’s heart beat, it always seemed to put him to sleep almost instantly and he knew it. Ibiki couldn’t help but think back on how he had come to be in this position, a smile coming to his face as he let himself fall to sleep with his love.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ibiki had seen love for the first time around two months ago. He had seen love when Naruto Uzumaki had been dropped off at his office, chakra suppressing cuffs clapped around his wrists and a devastated look in his eyes. He was supposed to interrogate the abnormally calm ball of energy and find out exactly what had happened on his teams last mission. He was supposed to do anything and everything he could to find out exactly what had gone wrong on the mission. He hadn’t been given any limits, no lines that he wasn’t supposed to cross, he could do anything in his power to pull the truth from the young man.
Well, at least the was what the Hokage had said.
Umino Iruka apparently had different ideas on what no limits meant to the torture and interrogations specialist. Ibiki had been cornered…literally, by the small chuunin. He had been pushed up against a wall and told that he did have limits. Iruka had stared him down, using all of the power his infamous teacher glare had against the other man as he spoke in an almost kind voice.
“Morino Ibiki, if I hear that you laid one hand Naruto in any way that was not specifically ordained for use against fellow ninja, I will harm you. If I hear you broke any of his bones, even if they are healed better then what they were before, I will inflict that same injury on you over and over again. Ohhh and if I hear you touched him sexually, in anyway that even hints at rape, I will cut your balls and dick off and shove them up your ass.”
With those, very threatening, words said, the teacher had smiled at him and walked away. It was like he had just been having a chat, not telling the Anbu leader he was going to cut his dick off. That was the first time that Ibiki had seen it.
Iruka’s mother hen love.
He didn’t lay a hand on Naruto.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Iruka showed Ibiki love once again less then a week later, simply by the way he taught his students. It was a surprise when Ibiki had first recognized it. He had always thought that Iruka was…mean to his students. He had seen him give them detention for doing pranks far more simple then what the scarred teacher had done while he was in the academy, he had seen him go off at seemingly simple things and he had seen how tough he was when a student looked at him, saying they were going to give up when they found it too hard.
But he later found out, this was all love. It finally clicked for him when he saw Iruka pick up a little girl after she had messed up, royally, on a jutsu. The teacher had given the girl a hug and a kiss on the forehead before telling her to try again. And she had, she tried so hard just because Iruka had shown her some love. Now Ibiki understood what it was.
It was tough love.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Ibiki found the teacher never failed to amaze him when he saw him conveying yet another type of love. It was just a month after their run in about Naruto that he found the brown haired teacher holding one of his friends, just rocking the boy as he cried against his shoulder. Ibiki hadn’t been able to tell who it was but he could tell by the unshed tears in Iruka’s eyes that he was feeling the loss right along with the other person.
It rook him a while to figure out this love, it was confusing and so simple all at the same time. It took him a few more times seeing it to actually understand what it was. It was so simple he felt like an idiot when it hit him.
It was the pure love of friendship.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The next type of love that Iruka taught Ibiki, the scarred man had figured out on his own. He had wondered why he had suddenly become so…entranced by one person. It was normally simple for him. He would look at the person, talk to them for a few moments, then he would be able to pick apart their personality like he was reading a book on their lives. He could tell you their favorite color, the type of pet they were prone to own and even what sex they preferred in a partner. It had always been so simple for Ibiki to understand people and the inner working of their minds.
That was not the case with Iruka, Iruka was a conundrum unto himself. He had so many different facets to his personality and mind that Ibiki got lost when trying to figure him out. He was the caring school teacher who took care of his students every day with all of his heart but he was also the broken child whos heart still wept from the loss of his parents so many years ago. Ibiki did not understand his obsession with the teacher until it literally hit him like a brick wall.
It was unrequited love.
Or so he had thought.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
It wasn’t until Ibiki had been cornered again, Iruka so close that he could feel his breath on his face that he had found out he was wrong…so wrong.
“Why the hell do you keep following me around? Why are you spying on me?!” Iruka’s voice had been angry and loud with a hint of a confusion as he stared at the bigger man, his hands shaking slightly where they were clenched in his trench coat. “Why am I so damned interesting to you now?”
Ibiki would have stumbled back a step if he had been able too. He was actually…speechless. He really didn’t have an answer that he wanted or thought that he could give the other man. How could he tell him that he had been following him everywhere he went just to see what new kind of love he could learn about from him? It would be an asinine and suicidal thing to say. So he took the easy way out. “I’ve have been learning from you.” He said simply, still looking unaffected by the chuunins proximity.
“What have you been learning from me? What could you possibly learn from an academy teacher?”
The question threw him a bit, making him unable to stop the answer before he said it. “What love is.” The blush on the smaller mans face and the way that he had stumbled back, stuttering and waving his hands had been worth the embarrassment that Ibiki had felt from the entire situation. But then it all changed and Iruka had looked up at him, a smiled on his face as he leaned forward, pressing the smallest, but most important kiss, he had ever gotten to his scarred lips, uttering the words that changed his life forever.
“Yeah, I love you too.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That was how Ibiki had found himself here, a month later from their badly timed confessions. A lot had changed since then, Iruka had moved in with him, he had actually started taking time off work (shocking everyone in the process), and they were both very much happy with their lives.
Ibiki had surprised Iruka with a ring just a few days ago, telling him some overly mushy drivel about everlasting love and how he would do anything for the academy teacher. He had meant every word of it but it had still made Iruka blush then giggle a bit at him. He had been surprised when Iruka had done the same thing, pulling a band that almost matched his own out of his pocket. They were both seemingly drab and unimpressive but really, very thoughtful. It was just ignorance to give a ninja a flashy piece of jewelery. They had exchanged the rings, showering each other with soft kisses and touches before going to bed, Iruka’s head laying against Ibiki’s heart.
In their world, they never knew when forever would end abruptly but they were fully willing to spend their forevers with each other and they would enjoy every second of them. Ibiki had finally figured out his conundrums, love was just love, Iruka was just Iruka, confusing in their own way but so simple once you stopped thinking about them. Love was simply…
Love
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AN: Look what I can do when the power goes out and I’m bored! Ok so….this ran away with me, I admit it. I meant for this to be a short, drabble-esque story like no more then 500 words. That went out the window and now it’s over 1500 words. *smiles* And all about love.
Now personally, I’m against the emotion. I mean, I have a hard time understanding why people would want it. Now I know in my stories, people fall in love, they live out their lives happily together forever and ever and…it’s a perfect world!
Well, get used to it people the world is not perfect!
OK, I guess I better explain this, I have this hatred of like mushy gushy OMG! I LOVE you! Love because it’s not realistic. Maybe I’m jaded because I thought I was in love, find out my soon to be husband already has a wife, ohhhh! And a girlfriend, bummer, right? Yeah, I’m bitter I guess, I think it’s understandable and this story is so mushy sweet *shudders*
Ok, end of rant.
I hope I got the love concept across, I was really trying too because I…have not much good experience with it. I really hope you all like this and it fit’s the theme for the scarred love contest because really, that’s exactly what it was made for. Well, I hope y’all like it, favs and comments are very much appreciated (especially comments, is a comment whore *giggles*) and thank you so much for reading. *giggles* that goes double for if you read this whole comment.