kakairu one-shots

Burn

(First burn is not mine!)

This was it.

The final touch.

And the burning goodbye.

Iruka couldn't take it. No, not after the article he had read on his phone over and over again, wishing even hoping that it wasn't real. That Kakashi hadn't cheated on him but reality hit iruka like a bitchslap to the face, it was all true and their was no turning back time. No matter what Kakashi says or does, he was pulling himself out the narrative forever, he has lost all his privilege to his heart.

Iruka took a deep breathe his hands trembling in pure fear and anger that was bubbling it's way to the surface. He had to be strong if he was to face the crowd and Kakashi on his own.
He marched along the quiet halls and even quieter room, feeling the ghost of his memories draw back into his mind bringing back even the promises they made to each other, how they would marry, adopt kids and live a happy life. Now.. was that even true? Was it all a lie?

It broke Iruka's heart but he had to move on and he was doing it now. The moment he stepped into the lobby the paparazzi swarmed around him bombarding him with the question and camera flashed that were close to blinding him.
All reporter were asking the same question.

"What are your thoughts on this Iruka ? How do you feel about Kakashi cheating on you? What are you planning to do? "

His thoughts? This own thoughts and plan? Iruka huffed mostly out of anger moving towards the door with grace and stability that it seemed like he wasn't bother by what was happening. Kakashi was right at his heels looking disheveled and guilt moving his hand to take Iruka's arm.

"Don't take another step in my direction,
I can't be trusted around you..
Don't think you can talk your way into my arms.
Into my arms.
I'm burning the letters you wrote to me.
You can stand over there if you want.
I don't know who you are
I have so much to learn. "

Iruka sung pulling away with a burn fire in his eyes taking out every little lovely letter victor had given him. Running a hand through his ebony hair before lighting them on fire tossing them only the winters snow right outside the door. Anger and hurt Pointed directly at the silver haired man that stood pitifully before him.
"I'm re-reading the letters and watching them burn. I watching them burn.
You published the letters she wrote to you
You told the whole world
How you brought this girl into our bed
In clearing your name, you have ruined our lives
Heaven forbid someone whisper
"He's part of some scheme"
Your enemy whispers
So you have to scream
I know about whispers
I see how you look at my sister
Don't
I'm not naive "

Kakshi eyes widen in shock, unable to voice his thought.. he was too in depth by how his Iruka, his own Iruka was about to leave him. He regretted that moment and he would for the rest of his life. He could only watch his Iruka fall into piece because of his own mistake, the memories of his wonder, and pure Iruka fading away to replace the broken and angry person before him.

" I have seen women around you
Don't
Think I don't see
How they fall for your charms
All your charms
I'm erasing myself from the narrative
Let future historians wonder how Eliza reacted
When you broke her heart
You have thrown it all away
Stand back, watch it burn
Just watch it all burn"

Iruka's gazed back at kakashi with his tears trickling down his face, his hands fisting up in pure devastation. He was going away, gone from Kakashi. Gone from the false world he believe was real. It was nothing but a dream.
Iruka steadied his gazed on his ex one last time meeting his eyes for the first time.

"I hope that you Burn."