Punishment

dark rooms are scary.....

 sooooooooooo..........this is second chapter........hope you enjoy n plzzzzzzzzzz....comment..........

The deafening silence was shattered by the silhouette whose identity still remained a mystery only its gender stood out saying it was a man, “I have waited for this movement for long, and I wanted you this close since when I started watching over you. So close to touch you, to smell you, to……kiss you……”

There was a defiantly a skip in Iruka’s walk. His mood was much lighter than it had been in day, months or you can even say years. This was only achieved by a man, “not a man but magician” and this was a thought which purchased a few giggles out of him. Some of the passerby turned around to see who was giggling and Iruka immediately regained his composure.  He was crossing the market area which led to his destination. The thought of even seeing a certain drunken lady, washed any color of happiness he saw in his day. He already knew what sort of work would be handed to him.

 It always revolved around some special and private scrolls and a lot of sorting which took a lot of time. He had grown used to such work, but the only problem he felt now was that someone who plagued every thought, that man-no magician was going to return from his mission today. That had put Iruka in his best of moods, to meet him after two weeks certainly would feel nice but hokage had other plans.

It had so happened that Iruka was called during his class and was told about the ‘little help’ he would be providing the hokage and after much sulking and brooding they had come at an compromise, Iruka would do his work and even a bit extra (which included buying and supplying her some sake) but in return he would be given an off the next day and would get free stay at his favorite onsen. So making that clear he returned to his class heavy hearted. As Iruka was loyal and a hard worker, he would complete his work no matter what. Thus was now climbing up the stairs to hokage’s room.

~~~Some time later~~~

It was a very dimly lit room in which he had been guided to segregate scrolls. It had only been his thinking and ninja skills which helped him to cope with the creepy feeling he had being in that room. The room was by no means small; it had contained rows of shelves which contained many secret and privet scrolls. The shelves were kept in two columns. Each row had two bulbs on the either side, which were barely enough to read the specification on the scroll.

Dust covered every nook and corner of the room. There was a strange smell inside the room, one could smell the wood and paper which dominated, and then there was a smell of dust and also a trace of musty smell. The paint on the wall had started to peel off.

With a sigh Iruka started working on separating the scrolls. It took him an hour to separate all the scrolls according to date with some (lot) help from his shadow clones. He was now working on arranging the scrolls on the shelves when he heard someone coming towards the room. He paused looked towards the door waiting for the person to enter. Then the footsteps suddenly vanished. He shrugged it off but kept his senses sharp. He felt a creepy feeling of being watched…..and then felt a hand on his behind. He jumped up ten feet high though when he turned around no one could be seen…