Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Can I keep You ? ❯ Part 30: Happiness ( Chapter 30 )

Can I keep you?

Sequel to Pumpkins and Ravens

Main Pairings: Kakashi/Iruka, Sasuke/Naruto and others

Part of my 100 themes challenge.

Part 30 - Happiness (29)

 

Naruto watched as the two older shinobi disappeared from sight and into the shadows towards the back of the temple. He felt his brow furrow for a moment before he smiled softly speaking to the dark haired man beside him, “They'll be alright.”

 

Sasuke looked back at his lover seeing the small smile curling his lips, he looked back over his shoulder to see the two figures vanish from sight, “Hn.” He hoped they would be alright and from what he had seen so far they appeared to be getting past some of the problems they had been having. He couldn't help the slight twist of concern in his belly for his two sensei's - though he'd never voice it out loud.

 

He turned to look at Naruto again when he felt the lightest brush of fingertips across his forearm, he arched a brow in question as he looked into Naruto's shadowed face, “Come on Teme let's go and enjoy the festival.” Sasuke turned fully, eyeing the blond for a few minutes in silence searching his face and posture to find what it was that was niggling at the back of his mind. Something felt off.

 

When Naruto's hand reached out palm up he knew precisely what it was. Though Naruto's words had suggested he wasn't concerned like himself he couldn't help the small fear that they would find Iruka once more huddled in his apartment dazed and alone. He let his finger's uncurl and reach out brushing over the calloused palm and settling, there finger's twinned as their hands dropped between them their eyes never left eachothers.

 

Naruto watched Sasuke for a few minutes before leaning in to brush a tender kiss to his cheek before quickly pulling back and turning to tug his lover back to the bright lights of the festival. He risked a quick glance back and saw the light flush on Sasuke's cheeks but he followed and Naruto broke into a true smile squeezing Sasuke's hands in his own, his chest swelling when pale finger's squeezed back.

 

Sasuke couldn't help the heat that rose to his cheeks at Naruto's affection, they were in the middle of the temple grounds not exactly appropriate or private but he didn't protest as he was dragged back towards the festival. He risked one glance back over his shoulder speaking quietly into the shadows, “You better be alright.”

 

“Come on Teme the fireworks will be starting soon.”

 

Sasuke turned and watched Naruto's smiling features and he couldn't help but let a tiny smile tilt his lips. “Alright Dobe.”

 

00-00-00

 

One month later…

 

Sasuke located Naruto on one of the rooftop's overlooking the Hatake residence. He quietly approached making note of how his Dobe was seemingly unaware of his presence, busy scrawling notes into a small book that he had been carrying everywhere with him lately. The last Uchiha made sure that his chakra was dampened enough so it didn't notify Naruto of his presence as his feet slid silently across the tiles. When he was within touching distance he leant in and whispered across Naruto's exposed nape, “What are you upto Dobe?”

 

He was pleased with the startled yelp his presence induced and turned a smug stare on the blond haired man as he shifted on the tiles to look up at him. He watched Naruto's face shift from panic to pleasure in a matter of seconds and he in turn was startled by the swift move that had him in Naruto's lap. Sasuke glared up at the annoying idiot but quickly adjusted himself so he would be able to get up quickly if the need arose.

 

“Hello Teme.”

 

Naruto smiled down at his lover, face leaning in so he could nuzzle at Sasuke's throat and give the dark haired nin a light nip in retaliation for making him jump. “I thought you were Kakashi-sensei.”

 

“What are you doing that would mean Kakashi-sensei would be a bad person to find you?” Sasuke looked up at his lover and saw the sheepish smile turn his lips and knew his hand was seconds away from rubbing at the nape of his neck. It was such a familiar gesture to him and it made him feel content in the knowledge that he knew Naruto so well.

 

Naruto rubbed at his neck whilst darting a look around him, specifically down into the courtyard below to the two men he had been watching. “Well…”

 

Sasuke's hand shot out and snatched the book that Naruto had been scrawling in and quickly leafed through the pages, taking in the almost illegible text. He turned an arched eyebrow on the blond haired man, “You're writing a story about them?”

 

Naruto didn't even bother trying to deny it, looking down at the tiles instead of at his lover still nestled in his lap, “Hai.”

 

“Hn.” Sasuke looked down into the courtyard below, not having missed Naruto's gaze darting that way. He wasn't sure what Naruto's reasons were but as long as neither sensei blamed him for whatever the Dobe got upto that wasn't a problem.

 

The raven haired man looked at his lover when he started to speak once more, “I want them to be happy Sasuke.”

 

Naruto looked at the two ninja talking on the otherside of the courtyard, both had boxes in hand and were chattering away quietly as they worked. He couldn't help but smile at the domesticated scene laid out before him. There was so much he had missed out on as a child and it was fulfilling to see Iruka-sensei and Kakashi-sensei together and happy. He was surprised when Sasuke spoke, a warm breath on his cheek, “They're family.”

 

Naruto looked down at the dark haired nin and smiled, arms curling around him and pulling him flush against his chest as he leant in to place a warm kiss to pale lips, “Yes.”

 

“Oi - Naruto get down here and help move these boxes!” Both males jumped at the sudden shout from a very familiar voice, but quickly shot up from their entwined position, Sasuke's cheeks lightly flushed and Naruto face split in a wide grin, “Hai Iruka-sensei.”

 

They both dropped off the roof to land and walk over to their sensei as Sasuke spoke quietly, “They'll be fine stupid Dobe.”

 

Naruto gave his lover a warm smile and darted in to kiss the dark-haired man once more. Which earned him a hard clip to the back of the head from said man. “Hn idiot.” Naruto could see the warm look that filled Sasuke's eyes for just a moment before it was hidden away once more.

 

00-00-00

 

Iruka stood before a door in the quiet house, there was something about this door and there was one other that had told him not to open them. He had an inkling of what one of them was but not the other and he hadn't wanted to ask. They had spent the morning bringing over his things from his apartment, finally moving him out from the home he had known since his parent's had died.

 

He wasn't sad per say but he would miss the place though he was happy with were he was going. Kakashi and he had spent the last month preparing the house. Kakashi had been living in the apartments as well and the house had needed some repairs and a good clean before it was truly habitable again. Not to mention they had to give a month's notice before being able to leave the aprtments. They had made the most of having their apartments to retreat to after a long day of missions and teaching followed by repairs and cleaning.

 

Iruka smiled at the warmth that filled his chest at the memory of he and Kakashi curled up together in his bed every night. It was nice having that and knowing he would be able to look forward to it every time they were here together. He wasn't fool enough to believe he wouldn't spend hours worrying about his lover when he was out on missions but he was a shinobi too and he understood that it was part and parcel of their life together.

 

Iruka laid a hand against the polished wooden door, curious to know what was behind it but unwilling to venture inside. There were some places people shouldn't tread and this was one of those, until Kakashi was ready to allow him then he would respect what was hidden behind this door. He heard the soft brush of feet and wood and knew Kakashi had done it on purpose so as to announce his presence. Naruto and Sasuke had left a little while ago and they were the only ones here.

 

Iruka shivered and felt that instinct to step away at the light brush of fingers across his nape but stilled himself quickly. He fought the urge to move away from Kakashi's gentle touch and though he stiffened as soon as Kakashi stepped up behind him, the warm arms encircling his body had the tension vanishing and he leant back into the jounin's warm body, “Hello Kakashi.”

 

“Mah… you have been staring at that door for a while now Iruka.” Kakashi had been watching the chuunin, trailing him down the hallway on silent feet, curious to see where his lover was going in his new home. He had been a little surprised at where Iruka had led him but in a way it was natural. Shinobi were taught to be curious, to find out information and that this door had remained shut would have triggered Iruka's curiosity.

 

One of Kakashi's arms remained curled around Iruka's body the other reached out, fingertips lightly touching the polished surface. He spoke almost absently, addressing the door rather than Iruka, “It's been a while since I have seen this door.”

 

Iruka remained where he was, allowing Kakashi to lean into him as he had done himself so many times. He could feel the jounin's arm go tense around him but he didn't flinch, didn't falter even as the cloth of Kakashi's masked face rasped across his cheek and down to be cradled in the bend of his throat.

 

He gulped softly and felt his body tense but he rammed the feeling deep inside, not wanting to make this about him. From the way Kakashi was behaving there was something that he needed to let out, something he needed to let go and Iruka would be damned if he didn't let him. He didn't make a sound. Instead one hand clasped Kakashi's restraining arm and the other moved up to lace through gloved fingers on the door.

 

Kakashi squeezed the fingers carefully placed between his own and took a steadying breath, “This is Okaa-san's room. She… died here.”

 

Iruka felt something twist in his belly, remembering the story that had been told over his head when he was a child. It was about a young genius genin who had made ANBU even after his father had betrayed the code of the shinobi, committing suicide a matter of days later. He was shortly followed by his wife in her grief. He knew then that the other room was likely where Kakashi's father had died. Iruka could understand why these rooms were closed and he felt guilt pushing into the myriad of emotions constricting his chest. He felt a prickle of heat behind his eyes and pushed back the tears that wanted to fall, his voice was a throaty whisper when he leant into his lover, “You miss her very much.”

 

“Hai.” Kakashi couldn't say anything else, pain filled him at such simple words and he nuzzled further into Iruka's body, needing his touch, his closeness to face this. He pressed forward, taking Iruka with him, their entwined fingers were moved and used to carefully open the door that held so many of his pain filled memories. He stared into the dark room, remembering Minato-sensei sealing it up and telling him to open it when he was ready. He had turned the idea aside when he was younger the anger of loss raw and all consuming.

 

But now… he was ready. Kakashi stepped inside, Iruka still moulded along his front, and as his eyes adjusted to the darkness he felt something in the back of his mind stir and settle. He walked around the small space of his parent's room, the place he had discovered his beloved Okaa-san cold and dead with Iruka warm and alive against him, fingers now tightly laced.

 

Kakashi didn't feel the pain he had thought he would at opening the door, of facing some of his memories but there was an emptiness that made his heart squeeze. He truly missed her and he had never really acknowledge just how much until now.

 

Iruka allowed Kakashi to move him around the room and when the other man came to a halt, staring at a picture that was turned flat to the surface he spoke softly, fighting back the pain that filled him for his lover, “We should tidy this place up, memories shouldn't be locked in the dark. Especially the good ones.”

 

Kakashi turned to look down at his lover then and frowned, “Good memories Iruka?”

 

“Hai. The kimono that you gave me she made them here in this house. There was a lot of love sewn into that fabric and there were a lot of good memories to go with it.” He felt something thicken in his throat but he refused to let it make a sound.

 

Kakashi thought over Iruka's words, turning around on the spot and seeing flashes of the memories he had kept buried inside him, “We shouldn't forget the good times.” Kakashi turned back to Iruka, seeing the obvious sadness that filled the chuunin and the sheen of tears that he refused to let fall.

 

“No. We shouldn't. You didn't and I thank you for that.” He pulled Iruka to him, feeling his lover's body cradled against him made his tight chest ease and though his heart ached he knew Iruka was right. He looked down into glistening brown orbs and leant in to place a gentle cloth covered kiss to Iruka's forehead before locking eyes with the teacher, “Help me?”

 

“Hai.”

 

They spent the afternoon clearing out Kakashi's Mother's room, carefully dusting and going through the things that Minato-sensei had put away.

 

Iruka had been surprised to hear his lover give a soft gasp when he opened one of the boxes to find what he later discovered was photographs. Iruka could see the conflicting emotions filling Kakashi's gaze, pain and pleasure at having the images of the people he'd lost in his hands once again. The chuunin had made a point of cleaning off a few and bringing them back to their room, to share the top of their bookcase with images of Iruka's family and team seven.

 

They were finally curled in bed together, it was late and so very warm. Iruka smiled at the feel of Kakashi's fingers twinned in his hair as he half-sprawled across Iruka's chest, bare skin touching from crown to toes. He couldn't help the contented smile that curled his lips as he realised for the first time that he was really here. Really sharing a home with the man he had been in love with for years. He'd never believed he'd get to this place in his life and how eventful the journey would be.

 

Kakashi looked up at the underside of Iruka's chin, leaning up to nuzzle the tanned flesh and though he felt Iruka's body tense it eased when he kissed the warm skin and settled once more. They had done so much in such a short amount of time it was startling. He felt tired but happy. He was here with his lover, they were moving forward, passed the initial few bumps they'd had on the journey and Iruka had helped him begin to let his past go.

 

It felt … nice.

 

Iruka looked down at the jounin and pressed a kiss to the pale skin of his forehead, smiling when a dark grey orb looked up at him. He wriggled down a bit further, skin stroking across skin stirring his desire as he resettled his body against Kakashi's. They lay face to face now and Iruka's free hand found it's way to Kakashi's cheek, stroking the scarred skin under his sharingan eye. His words were quiet, soft, befitting of their intimacy, “Kakashi I love you.”

 

Kakashi felt his own body start to fill with want at the gentle brush of tanned flesh against his own and he smiled at his lovers softly spoken words, “I love you sensei.” He leant in on hearing the light chuckle escaping Iruka's lips, sealing his own lips and swallowing the sweet noise down and holding it inside. He kissed Iruka tenderly, working the other man's lips until he felt the chuunin turn to warm putty in his hands. He turned them over, sliding his weight between Iruka's thighs as he rained butterfly kisses across his face and throat.

 

Iruka sighed into the trembling kiss, such heat filling his body that it made his pulse quicken to Kakashi's every touch. As Kakashi went to move lower he grasped the jounin's face between his hands, arching his upper body so he could lock eyes with his lover, “Can I keep you Hatake Kakashi? For always?”

 

Kakashi watched intense brown orbs stare back at him, as warm palms cradled his cheeks and he smiled at Iruka's gaze, “As long as you will have me I will be in your keeping love.”

 

Iruka sighed at the jounin's words but he knew from the depth of emotion freely exposed in Kakashi's gaze that they would stay, they would fight and they would survive. He pressed his lips to Kakashi's in a fierce dominating kiss, all lips, tongues and teeth before pulling back and gasping out as need filled his body and stiffened his cock to brush against Kakashi's belly, “Take me love.”

 

“Always… sensei.”