I'll Hear Your Voice. KakaIru

I'll Hear Your Voice

With the days of war drawing closer Kakashi had spent a fair amount of time thinking back through his relationship with Iruka, of how much he had changed since it began. He knew that though the village saw him as the 'Ultimate ninja' - the infamous Sharingan Kakashi - he had begun to put so much faith into the guiding words and hand of his teacher.

The recent days have been spent with worry and uncertainty constantly intertwined with their life as it had become. When pain attacked the village it could have been the day the both of them or one of them didn't make it to the days sunset. Had he been milliseconds to late, Iruka would have been dealt the fatal blow by the orange haired puppet. Kakashi was sure he experienced nothing less than death himself after taking that nail to the skull, with his body completely depleted. There were no words when they reunited after, even less when Iruka learned about what had happened. There was nothing to properly express everything that was felt at that moment. It was mutually understood that they were incredibly lucky to still be able to hold one another, taking advantage of the benefit, they made use of every moment some how more so than they had before.

“Say that you'll go with me forever,” he said suddenly into the kitchen. Iruka turned to look at him, his face blanketed with a look of confusion as his mouth opened to speak, but Kakashi did so first. “I know that you in reality can't but...” He huffed with annoyance, rubbing the back of his head. “You know I'm not the best with words so surely there's nothing I could say that you haven't heard but Iruka... I promise you each and everyday, I'll hear your voice in every thought that flows through my mind,” he assured, moving to press himself against Iruka's back, wrapping his arms around his lover's waist as he rested his chin on his shoulder. “Every command I give to those under me will be ordered by you.” Iruka blushed, a smile steadily creeping across his face as Kakashi continued. “Ill see your face in every cloud that floats through my sky. That smile, that scar that I kiss countless times a day, those eyes that are a chocolate lovers dream,” he spoke softly as he nuzzled against the other man's ear, smiling when Iruka turned himself slightly to better look at him, only to be rewarded with a kiss to said scar.

“What brought this up out of the blue?” The younger asked, turning fully before he leaned back against the counter.

“If anything happens I want you to know just what was going through my mind, how I was feeling, that no matter what, I had you right next to me. And when this war is too much and the pain's dropped me down to my knees, depressed, in pain and defeated, I'll hear your voice and gain the strength to stand up again. Feeling you near, yet awaiting my return mile away. There won't be a moment that you are far from the forefront of my mind”

Iruka's smile was warm and loving. “You know as sweet as that is I don't want you to have so much of your mind on me that you make a silly - possibly fatal or costly- mistake.”

Kakashi gave a smug laugh. “Now, now no need to worry. I am a genius of course! I can keep my mind busy with a few things at once, especially when one of them is you.”

Brown eyes rolled. “Yes, I'm aware of your genius status, but you are also human.” His eyes lowered as his voice softened, with a hint of worry. “Though you are able to do such incredible things you are not invincible. We don't truly know what is in store for us and I don't want you to go in with any distraction or unpreparedness, not in the slightest.” He gave a small laugh, “Though I would be lying if I said I wouldn't be doing the same,” He continued with a smile, “Your voice, your face, and even your touch will always be with me.

The copy ninja started to laugh himself again, light and glad. “I'm sorry to have brought this up so suddenly. I just had to...”

Shaking his head Iruka looked him in the eyes carefully, looking for anything that they didn't have time to worry about now. He was happy to see nothing but himself and that spark of burning determination, to have that person in his eyes again no matter what it took. “I would think it's the best time to, don't be sorry.” The pair shared another kiss before Iruka turned back around to continue preparing their meal. Kakashi keeping himself against his back with arms around his waist, his head resting on his shoulder.

Sure he may have had an important role to the village, a prized shinobi. Though in his mind nothing mattered more than the job Iruka had. Thousands of future lives placed in his hands, not just those of his current students but those of who they would protect using what he had taught them. He wouldn't just be teaching them the fighting techniques they would need but the morality to keep them on the right track, the heart to keep going till there very end. If they couldn't find the will what could they do?

Of course now on top of that fate gave him another job. To keep the copy ninja together. Pull him back when the darkness that haunted him mind got the best of him, be there when the words just wouldn't stop. After so many years he simply couldn't on his own, but he never expected to be given someone so willing and forgiving of him.

Yes he fought for his village, of course. But he also fought for the man in his arm's, he had finally found his way to cope and keep him mind steady. If anything were to happen he wasn't sure how long he would last. His grip tightened and he hid his face in his next. A soft whisper of a thank you spoken against tanned skin.