chapter 5

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The window to Iruka's bedroom swings open. A huge silver wolf lands in the room. With one look at the windows, it snaps shut. Iruka who heard the commotion in his room, grabs a sharpened Kunai a and slowly walks to the room. His senses on high alert, sharp eyes inspecting every part of his apartment. As he reaches his room and grabs the knob, he positions his Kunai in a reverse grip. Opening the door, he's just in time to see a silver wolf change into a shirtless and mask less Hatake Kakashi. He sighs in relief and lower his Kunai.

"Kami Kakashi, I was just about to turn you into sushi." He breathes. He keeps his eyes on Kakashi's face, restraining them from trailing down to his perfectly chiseled chest, sexy abbs and delicious V-line. His cheeks redden a little and a trail of blood runs down his nose. Kakashi raises a perfect silver brow and his perfectly thin pink lips pull up into a smirk.
"You alright there little dolphin? I think your nose is bleeding." Iruka splutters and grabs his nose. He glares at Kakashi and marches to his bathroom.

"P-put a s-shirt on!" He yells. Kakashi chuckles and grabs a dark blue civ shirt that was big enough for him, face it, Iruka is just too little, along with one of Iruka's dark blue fluffy inside slippers.

Iruka sighs as he comes out of his bathroom with tissue up his nose. He glares at Kakashi and huffs, walking to the kitchen. Kakashi follows him and takes a sit at the kitchen table.

"So, why are you here?" Iruka asks from the coffee maker where he's pouring two cups full of the contents. Kakashi sighs and places his head in his hand.

"Just came back from checking up on Naruto. If the third knows, I'd be executed." Iruka turns and looks at him with a sad smile. He moves and places a cup of hot coffee before his guest and takes his and sits across from the alpha.

"I take it this is the first time your doing it, not with all those ANBUs trailing you?" Kakashi nods.

"Yeah I managed to dodge them. It shocks me though, that Hokage-sama would place him in the red light district. That's a bad place for a kid to live, fourth's legacy or not. Minato-sensei and Kushina-neechan must be rolling in their graves right now." Iruka nods.
"No doubt about that. The kid is suppose to be hailed as a hero for prisoning the Kyuubi, instead he's being treated by trash and by the villagers no less." Kakashi takes a sip of his beverage.

"The Hokage's a nice person, but he's a fool. He can't see that he's only a puppet for the fricking counsel. If I had my way, I'd slaughter them all especially that war hawk Danzo." Iruka grimaces.

"Trust me your not the only one." He uses one hand and pulls the band holding his ponytail out. His hair cascades down to his shoulders and a sleepy yawn escapes his mouth, rubbing his eyes adorably and Kakashi resists the urge to grab his cheeks and pinch them.

"Well, I'm turning in for the night," he says, placing his empty cup in the cupboard after washing it. He turns to face the silverette, "Why don't you stay for the night? Its already late as it is." Kakashi nods with a smile.

"That was the plan dolphin." Iruka rolls his eyes playfully, a tint of pink on his cheeks.

"Don't call me that." He walks into his room and goes to his closet, he begins searching. Not finding what he's looking for, he frowns. He pops his head back into the kitchen. "And unfortunately, I don't have a fuuton." Kakashi smirks inwardly but smiles on the outside.
"Its alright, I can just sleep on the sofa." He suggests and he got the reaction that he wanted. Iruka frowns and shakes his head.

"No your not. I'll sleep on the sofa and you take the bed." Kakashi laughs lightly and stands up. Who knew Iruka was so adorably. It took everything in his very being not to ravish him right then and now. He's so lucky to have him as his mate but his insecurities prevents him from claiming him, not wanting to scare him off. Kami, that would be the worst and most painful thing for him, an alpha to be rejected by his chosen half. It would be like ripping your heart out very slowly while still alive and very conscious, going through every second of the agonizing pain. Its worst than being pierced with a hundred kunais.

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