Naruto's Parental Guardian (Naruto fanfic / Kakashi Love Story) *Complete*

Iruka's Ordeal

Age 24
Naruto aged 10

Four years have gone by since that horrid day. Sasuke has gone back to being withdrawn and will only show affection towards me when we're alone. He and Naruto have become rivals and I can see the friendship is still there, even if they hardly talk to each other anymore. Sasuke had become quite popular with the girls, just like his brother used to be, while unfortunately, Naruto was still the outsider in the class. Sakura Haruno was a girl in their class who Naruto seemed to like while she oh cared for Sasuke. The love lives of children were amusing as they were too innocent and naive to understand most things.

Naruto was supposed to be finishing up school right now, so I decided to meet him in town as he would have to go through town to come home. Getting dressed into my black crop top, black shorts and shinobi sandals, I wrapped bandages around my lower legs. Heading out the door, I made my way into town. I found him staring in awe up at some masks on display.
"Get outta here!" The man in the stall growled, shoving Naruto and causing him to fall to the floor.
"What's the matter with you all of a sudden?" Naruto exclaimed.
"Why did you come here, you pest?" He demanded, staring down at Naruto. A crowd gathered round them and I began to make my way over, anger coursing through my veins.
"Why did I come here?!..... I was just looking at that mask." He pouted.
"This one, huh?!" With that, the man threw it at Naruto causing it to hit his forehead. "I'll give it to you, now get lost!" Naruto stood up and walked over, picking the mask up. He noticed the crowd around him and began to get angry.
"What the hell is it?! Why are you looking at me like that?....." He began to run off so I walked into the middle of the crowd.They all gasped and backed up in fear when they saw my emotionless face, knowing that I'd seen everything. Two kids stood to the side who looked to be Naruto's age and even they were affected by the aura I was letting out right now. The owner of the stall turned slowly to see me and fear coated his face.
"Why.... was it necessary to treat him like that?....." I asked, my voice calm. Too calm.
"He.... I..... He's a monster!" Was his spluttered response. Lunging towards him, I pulled him up so his feet dangled off the floor. One hand holding his collar while the other held a kunai to his neck.
"You treat him like that again and you'll have me to worry about. Do you understand?" He nodded frantically as did the crowd around us. Dropping him, I let him fall to the floor and land on his ass. "You are all pathetic. He's just a child. His parents gave everything for this village and you all know that his mother held the Kyuubi within her and yet nobody feared or hated her. You pathetic excuses of humans." I growled out, my eyes wild as I glanced around at each and every one of them. They ran off in different directions, leaving only the two children there. They stared at me wide eyed but no fear was seen in their eyes, especially not the black haired boy. If I remembered correctly, these two were Chouji and Shikamaru. "Make sure you get yourselves home boys." They nodded and began to walk off while I ran off in the direction I'd seen Naruto go.

I found him down by the lake, sat on a bench near the edge of the water. Sighing, I made my way over. His face held sadness and anger, and his hand clutched onto the mask in a tight grip.
"Naru?" I called softly, standing behind the bench. He spun round and jumped into my arms, still holding the mask.
"Why do they all look at me like that?" He frowned, pain in his eyes.
"They're pathetic beings. Don't pay attention to them." I sighed, anger in my voice. He noticed and stared up at me sadly before nuzzling his face into my neck, wrapping his arms round my neck and relaxing against me. Even at 10 years old, he still seemed to be strongly attached to me and would find himself calming down while in my arms. "I'm sorry he did that to you sweetie." He stayed silent so I took this chance for us both to head home. Carrying him the whole way back, I glared at anyone who even dared to look at Naruto. Arrogant prats. Kakashi appeared behind me and I felt him place a hand on my other shoulder, trying to calm me down. "It's not going to work Kakashi." He sighed, but intertwined his hand with my own instead, staying quiet to let me vent it out on my own.

We got home and Naruto jumped down after I opened up the door, running inside and heading straight to our bedroom. Walking into the kitchen, I took a seat at the table and held my head in my hands. Kakashi sat down beside me and ran a hand up and down my back comfortingly.
"This can't go on. They're treating him appallingly. How is Hiruzen allowing this?" I growled out furiously, my eyes narrowing as I stared down at the table.
"I know Katsu....... but you can't change the behaviour of the people. You've just got to believe in Naruto enough to do it. I'll talk to Iruka I promise. Just leave things with me instead, because you're going to end up hurting someone." He chuckled, probably imagining me killing Iruka or someone else for saying anything or hurting Naruto.
"You better. The people are one thing but his own sensei? Tell me how that's right...... He's been coming home more depressed than usual and I can't stand seeing him like this. If Kushina and Minato were here, they'd know what to do...... He deserves them, not me." A small slap round the back of the head caused me to jerk upwards and pin Kakashi with my deadliest glare.
"What the hell?!" I exclaimed, lunging over the table and tackling him to the floor. He fell off his seat and was positioned underneath me. However, he made no move to try to push me off.
"You're putting yourself down. Leave Iruka to me ok? You've been the best parent figure Naruto could've asked for. Minato and Kushina would be proud so don't go saying he deserves someone other than you." He scolded, his voice cool but his eye bearing into my own. My heart fluttered and a small smile slid onto my lips as I leant down to rest my head against his chest.
"Thank you." I breathed out, kissing his neck before laying there and listening to his heart beat. He began running a hand through my hair and kissed the top of my head. It was moments like these that caused me to be grateful for meeting this man and for running away to Konoha.

The evening came around and I had just popped out to clear the bins out. Coming back, I realised that I couldn't sense Naruto's chakra anymore. Panic settled in and my heart pounded in my chest. Where was he?! Why didn't he say anything?! He'd been quiet all afternoon and now he was gone...... Charging out of the flat, I raced through town, desperately searching for the boy who'd become my little brother.

An hour passed before I saw a familiar blonde running off in the direction of home. Just as I was about to go after him, I spotted a certain brunette sensei and stormed up to him. He looked ed to see me but his expression quickly changed to one of fear when he saw how pissed I looked.
"Katsu........" He gulped. I punched him in the face and growled.
"You idiot! Do you have any idea what that boy is already going through without you, his sensei, making it worse. I know your parents died during the Kyuubi Attack but so did his! Don't be so God Damn pathetic and think about him! He's just a child for Kami's sake! If I hear anything about you again, I will be coming for you. I promise you that." My voice told him that my words weren't just a threat, but a promise. I meant what I said and he knew it. Spinning, I kicked him in the stomach which sent him flying. Some of my anger was gone now so I was pleased enough to head home and talk to Naruto now.

Back home, I found the boy shut up in our bedroom. He was in his pyjamas and night that and tucked up in bed. Quietly making my way over, I saw tears running down his face. Sighing, I kicked off my sandals and slid into bed, pulling him to my chest. He snuggled up against me and cried silently.
"I'm sorry Naruto. I'm so sorry." I apologised in a whisper. He said nothing in return but held onto me tighter, soon crying himself asleep with me following after him. When we're things going to get easier for the poor boy?.......