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Title: In The Air There's A Feeling
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clover71
Pairing(s)/ Character(s): Naruto Uzumaki, Iruka Umino
Rating: G
Word count: 534
Disclaimer: This fan fiction is created for entertainment and non-profitable purposes only and author does not claim ownership of Naruto, its characters and settings used. Copyright remains with the creator, Masashi Kishimoto.
Summary: The entire village is dressed for the season and Naruto no longer has to spend Yule alone.
A/N:
- Title is from the lyrics of the song 'Silver Bells'
Naruto's not sure when things changed. Or how. Or why. But that's not important. What's important is that he's not alone anymore. He's got Iruka sensei with him. Not with him all the time but at least he doesn't have to sit alone at home – again – this night of Yule. Iruka has invited him to come over to his apartment for dinner and it smells glorious.
"Well," Iruka says, breaking into Naruto's momentary musing. "Are you just going to stare at the food I spent hours cooking or are you going to dig in?"
"Dig in, of course!" Naruto sticks his chopsticks in a dish he's not familiar with but he can see it's made of potatoes and carrots and… well, whatever it is, it looks delicious. Then he pokes at a slice of roast pork meat, piles his plate with rice dumplings and starts stuffing his mouth with these scrumptious food.
"Easy now," Iruka says with a light chuckle. "You don't want to end up with upset stomach later."
They have sencha after dinner, made from the finest tea leaves, according to Iruka. And they sit by the window watching late night shoppers rush home with presents for loved ones.
"I wish it snows here in Fire Country," Naruto mutters more to himself but Iruka hears him and laughs softly.
"Then it wouldn't live up to its name now, would it?" There's a glint in Iruka's eyes, gaze soft as he regards Naruto with a look that Naruto only sees a father would give his son. Maybe this is how it feels like to have a father.
Naruto can feel his heart swell and he wishes this isn't just a dream that will be stripped away from him when he wakes up in the morning. "Thanks for dinner, Iruka sense."
Iruka reaches out and ruffles his hair. There is an air of fondness with the way Iruka's fingers weave through Naruto's blond tresses, the smile his sensei wears genuine and gone were the look of indifference that held Naruto during his earlier years in the Academy.
"So what did you wish from the Yule spirit this year?" Iruka asks.
"Yule spirit? I don't believe in that. Besides, that's kids' fantasy. I'm nine already." Naruto jabs his thumb against his chest. "I'm all grown up."
Iruka arches an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
A strident sound reverberates outside, startling Naruto out of his chair. "What the—?" He pokes his head out the window only to realize that… "Oh. It's just the damn bells."
"Just the damn bells?" Iruka blurts out, incredulity written all over his face. "Those bells signify that Yule is upon us." Something flickers over Iruka's eyes – a shadow of sadness shrouding those brown orbs. "Naruto, you're not the only one who has spent this season alone over the years."
Then Naruto remembers Iruka has lost his parents at a young age. Guilt stabs at him for thinking he's the only one unfortunate enough to soar through this festivity on his own. He lays a hand on Iruka's, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Well, now we have each other, sensei. We no longer have to spend it alone."
Title: In The Air There's A Feeling
Author:
clover71Pairing(s)/ Character(s): Naruto Uzumaki, Iruka Umino
Rating: G
Word count: 534
Disclaimer: This fan fiction is created for entertainment and non-profitable purposes only and author does not claim ownership of Naruto, its characters and settings used. Copyright remains with the creator, Masashi Kishimoto.
Summary: The entire village is dressed for the season and Naruto no longer has to spend Yule alone.
A/N:
- Title is from the lyrics of the song 'Silver Bells'
Naruto's not sure when things changed. Or how. Or why. But that's not important. What's important is that he's not alone anymore. He's got Iruka sensei with him. Not with him all the time but at least he doesn't have to sit alone at home – again – this night of Yule. Iruka has invited him to come over to his apartment for dinner and it smells glorious.
"Well," Iruka says, breaking into Naruto's momentary musing. "Are you just going to stare at the food I spent hours cooking or are you going to dig in?"
"Dig in, of course!" Naruto sticks his chopsticks in a dish he's not familiar with but he can see it's made of potatoes and carrots and… well, whatever it is, it looks delicious. Then he pokes at a slice of roast pork meat, piles his plate with rice dumplings and starts stuffing his mouth with these scrumptious food.
"Easy now," Iruka says with a light chuckle. "You don't want to end up with upset stomach later."
They have sencha after dinner, made from the finest tea leaves, according to Iruka. And they sit by the window watching late night shoppers rush home with presents for loved ones.
"I wish it snows here in Fire Country," Naruto mutters more to himself but Iruka hears him and laughs softly.
"Then it wouldn't live up to its name now, would it?" There's a glint in Iruka's eyes, gaze soft as he regards Naruto with a look that Naruto only sees a father would give his son. Maybe this is how it feels like to have a father.
Naruto can feel his heart swell and he wishes this isn't just a dream that will be stripped away from him when he wakes up in the morning. "Thanks for dinner, Iruka sense."
Iruka reaches out and ruffles his hair. There is an air of fondness with the way Iruka's fingers weave through Naruto's blond tresses, the smile his sensei wears genuine and gone were the look of indifference that held Naruto during his earlier years in the Academy.
"So what did you wish from the Yule spirit this year?" Iruka asks.
"Yule spirit? I don't believe in that. Besides, that's kids' fantasy. I'm nine already." Naruto jabs his thumb against his chest. "I'm all grown up."
Iruka arches an eyebrow. "Is that so?"
A strident sound reverberates outside, startling Naruto out of his chair. "What the—?" He pokes his head out the window only to realize that… "Oh. It's just the damn bells."
"Just the damn bells?" Iruka blurts out, incredulity written all over his face. "Those bells signify that Yule is upon us." Something flickers over Iruka's eyes – a shadow of sadness shrouding those brown orbs. "Naruto, you're not the only one who has spent this season alone over the years."
Then Naruto remembers Iruka has lost his parents at a young age. Guilt stabs at him for thinking he's the only one unfortunate enough to soar through this festivity on his own. He lays a hand on Iruka's, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Well, now we have each other, sensei. We no longer have to spend it alone."