Punishment

The mundane routine

Hey....well I wanted to thank those people who have taken time to comment or vote....means a lot to me....

I dont know if you guys are wondering why I haven't updated. I just didnt feel like. I write because I feel like writing. I guess there are no surprises there, you can see how impulsive the story is....I just realised a few things. First one being that I didn't thank you, reader or voter or those who take pain to comment. second being that I never apologised for my bad grammar or spelling.(I know how irritating it is to read a grammatically incorrect book.) And third that I really didnt update in a long time. :)

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Iruka looked at the mass of blonde hair and ruffled it much to Naruto's annoyance. He started speaking again but Iruka was still not paying him attention only giving ohs and ahs at right time.Some day he will be in a lot of trouble because of his mystery man....but he was unconsciously ready to accept the man.

It has been a month. A month of mundane routine. A month of late nights....worrying endlessly about a certain man - sorry- magician. The days could not become more colourless, same shades of black and grey. If anything else the non stop rain for past a fortnight was not helping Iruka's mood. He liked it better when sun is shining.

Comming back home was becoming less and less appealing. Usually Wolf would be there. If not then he would come after Iruka and spend the night. That is how they had come through past four months. Even if he had a mission Wolf never missed on the deadlines-call it his efficiency or his level of skill-but Wolf never came later than he had informed Iruka. Hence , Iruka is worried. "Being a worry wart really sucks" Iruka mumbled, rubing his face with his free hand and making his way into his apartment building.

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The globe showed darkness but a few details still could be visible. The details included a man with his brown hair done in a high ponytail-a.k.a Iruka- opening his apartment and closing it shut after him. The globe glows and then becomes transparent as of it were a normal globe of glass. A sigh is let out of the woman who was spying on Iruka.

Taking a siwg from the half empty bottle of sake present in front of her. The day was like any other. Loads of paper work and assigning shinobis to respective their work. Their numbers had taken a good hit when Orochimaru had invaded. A sigh released itself from Tsunade. She missed her mentor. He always knew what was right. That she will never atain the level of his wisdom.

Tsunade normally never questioned her decisions. They hardly ever went wrong. Now though she became very doubtful about every decision she made. After all the consequences would be very high if she didn't make a proper one. Spying was also a decision she debated on. Even though her sensei never was hesitant about it, it didn't feel nice to invade someone's privacy. But it was a request from one of her shinobi.

To know that Kakashi was infatuated with some one brought hope. She had personally known him. To say that his personal life was crap would be an understatement. To lose every one you love one by one makes a bad effect on ones psych. She knows from experience. Drowning herself in sake and gambling was never something she wanted to do, but the pain was so bad that she had to numb it in someway.

A small smile makes its way when Tsunade remembers that day. That fateful day when Kakashi admitted his crush on the teacher. He looked so nervous. The thing is that this shinobi is hardly ever like that. He never shows his emotions freely...may those be good or bad. But well he was beyond all of that...it was so much fun to taunt him....tease him..."that was a good day" she snickered. But kakashi had been serious about it. In the end Tsunade agreed to his demands.

They were pretty simple. He just wanted to be around Iruka....more than he is. With the splitting of team seven, kakashi had a lot of free time but there was a lot of work for him. He just wanted to do short missions...even if dangerous. Also a few other aspects of his demands that came under exploiting his position. Obviously, she allowed this. Acknowledging the fact that even though every one looses someone in this world...it is still not nice that one of her elite shinobi would be as socially handicapped as he is. Guy was also in her match making list. Though there still was a little hope left for him.

A slight knock on the window signalled the arrival of a shinobi. "How many times have I told you to use the front door....why don't you ever listen to me, baka!" Tsunade said warily. "Well hello to you to hokage sama...I wouldn't mind being a bit patched up...." the shinobi drawled while came in the room in front of Tsunade in lazy strides. "Of course you would like to be a little presentable for your crush, yes?"Tsunade snickered, taking in the appearance of the ANBU in front of her. Whose only reply was a slight grunt , which Tsunade took in as affirmative. He had a large cut on his right side, which had stopped bleeding. Then there were a few burns around his left biceps. A few scratches all over his body...but nothing fatal. "So would you like to be patched up first or breif me about how your mission went and then hand me the report tomorrow......Wolf?"