Writing Galaxy Discord Server’s monthly writing prompt: Anything involving a spoon :)
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“I’ll cry all day.”
5-year-old Naruto said, sobbing into the damp shoulder pad Kakashi wore as looks between he and Iruka were exchanged.
Once again, 16-year-old Kakashi had to leave his adopted child and boyfriend for a mission. This wasn’t a rare occurrence, being an anbu captain, Kakashi had plenty of assignments, all ontop of taking care of Naruto. Every few months he got a mission where he had to leave for a few days.
It didn’t help that when he departed, Naruto would pitch a horrible fit and cry as if he was being abused. However this time, Kakashi was grateful to have his boyfriend, Umino Iruka, who also happened to be Naruto’s kindergarten teacher, to watch after the little one, instead of tsunade who was comparatively reckless with children.
Iruka stood there and watched the interaction with sympathetic eyes, exchanging a glance with Kakashi that said, it’s time to wrap things up.
Kakashi rubbed Naruto’s quivering back. “Now Naruto, I know you don’t want me to leave but crying and getting in a sour mood all day won’t help. I still have my duties to the village, whether you like it or not.” he spoke as softly as possible, before breaking the hug and rising up to a stand.
Naruto’s big blue eyes somehow became bigger as he watched his parental-figure move away. He flinched as Iruka’s hand came to rub his blonde hair.
“Say goodbye to your touchan Naruto.” Iruka prompted the sad little boy, who had his arms folded across his chest. Naruto jerked his whiskered face away in defiance of saying another word to either adult, feeling betrayed.
Kakashi regarded the little one that he’d nurtured and raised for the past few years with sad eyes. He wanted to stay but he couldn’t be late to something so important. “Bye Naruto. I love you. Be a good boy for Iruka-Sensei.” he said before giving a wave to his boyfriend, and then, flickering out of the apartment.
After a short moment, Naruto glanced back to see where Kakashi had previously been, he fell to his knees and began his waterworks all over again when the man was gone. To Naruto, Kakashi was like a father and from the day he was adopted, it had been hard to separate the two.
As if Iruka didn’t have to deal with enough troubled children at the Ninja Academy, now he had to handle a 5-year-old blonde boy with some sort of separation anxiety. Taking an inhale, he knelt down to Naruto’s level and rubbed his small back. “I know it’s hard, Naruto. Get it all out.” he murmured, looking down to the little one tiredly. It was only 6am.
Naruto’s choked cries eventually calmed down to just sniffling. The little boy looked up to his teacher with drained and hateful eyes, that Iruka didn’t deserve but was subjected to anyway.
The two had a strange relationship, it was parental but at the same time Iruka was his teacher. If anything, Naruto missed having all of Kakashi’s attention. It also always felt like he was in school.
Iruka ignored the rude look coming from his student, after having 5 years of experience with children, he knew that this was one of the easiest ways to deal with attitudes.
“Do you want hot chocolate with your breakfast, Naruto?”
Naruto’s eyes didn’t become any softer, however, he did want chocolate, so he stood up and made his way into the kitchen.
Iruka followed the toddler and when he entered he went to the stove. “While I make this, why don’t you start on your homework too. I know you didn’t get the chance to do it yesterday but it’s still due.” he reminded.
Naruto sat in his little chair, eye twitching at the mention of homework. He slid out of the chair and down onto his knees, eyes rolling to the back of his head like a demon.
“Uzumaki Naruto. You promised me you’d get it done in the morning!”
Naruto’s face contorted. “Well I take it back.” he grumbled. The little one was in no mood to do anything but be moody and self-pitying.
Iruka huffed frustratedly. “I thought you never went back on your word. What happened to that?”
Moments of silence passed as Naruto stared off at the ceiling.
“Naruto, get a move on.”
“But Iruka-Sensei! I'm not having a good day. I don’t want homework.” Naruto exploded, fully sliding out of his chair and allowing his blonde head to smack on the tile floor loudly.
Iruka flinched at the sound and then expected to hear the child start crying but only saw quiet tears pool out of the poor blue eyes.
He sighed. “Naruto, I know you aren’t having a great day. . . But you are perfectly able to complete your homework. Now, you listen to me just like you listen to Kakashi niichan.” Iruka said impatiently as he watched the blonde continue to stare off.
Naruto acted as if he wasn’t being talked to, the little stubborn pout on his face and his fixed eyes on the ceiling.
“Naruto! I am talking to you! Listen to me or else!” Iruka barked, his eyes searching the kitchen. “Or else I'm going to spank you with that spoon!”
Laying sprawled out on the floor, Naruto flinched slightly at the threat. He wasn’t sure if the words were bluff or not but he was inclined to believe that the words were fake. Iruka had been nothing but passive to him ever since he moved in, never being too strict or too kind.
And in Naruto’s short life he’d only been spanked by one person, Kakashi, and he didn’t think that that would change.
Defiantly, the little boy remained where he was. “You can’t.” He spat, his little lips scrunching further as he heard footsteps. Iruka stepped over to the counter and grabbed the wooden spoon, then returned to the table and pulled the little one out from underneath. Naruto struggled against the firm grip on his small wrist, his blue eyes welled up with tears when he noticed the spoon was actually there. His attitude disappeared.
“Wait- Iruka-Sensei! Okay I’ll do my homework! No!” Naruto screamed, pulling away from his teacher’s grip.
With a thud, the young uzumaki was folded over the young umino’s knee. Naruto’s eyes immediately squeezed shut, he had been in this position many times before and knew exactly what was to come, but still somehow, the first smack came to be a surprise.
Iruka’s hand seemed to be the hardest thing in the world, knocking air out of the Uzumaki's lungs when it landed. “OW!” The small frame jolted. As Iruka’s punishing hand fell over and over again, the 5-year-old boy broke down into a loud long cry
“I’m sorry Naruto, but missing your niichan is not an excuse to throw tantrums and be disobedient. While I'm looking after you, I will spank you everytime you deserve it.” Iruka said. He took hold of the spoon he’d previously set aside and lowered the child’s trousers and underwear, revealing his light pink bottom.
Naruto’s cries became harder when he felt the cold air wash over his tanned bottom. His feet kicked in the air in a panic as he tried to thrash his way off of his teacher’s lap but it was all useless.
“No more tantrums, Naruto.”
The spoon rose, then snapped down across the 5-year-old’s backside. “You’re a big boy and you’re too old to be acting like this.” Iruka said, landing the rounded implement repeatedly.
The sharp pains blossomed into Naruto’s small butt. His small kicking feet tried even harder to escape but before long, they grew tired and he had no choice but to give up and take the unbearable stings and lecture.
“Aah-ow! I- I'm sorry I-Iruka niichan! I won’t t-throw anymore t-tantrums!” He hissed, clutching the teacher’s pants as his tears squeezed out onto them.
“And you will do your homework?”
“Y-yes oniichan. I WILL! Please no more!”
“Good." A few more pops landed theen the spoon was deposited. "You may get up.”
Naruto was relieved at the words. He coughed and slid off of his teacher’s dreadful lap and after a moment of standing there and sniffling, he ran off to his bedroom dramatically.
In his room, Naruto immediately crawled onto his bed and pulled up a frog stuffed animal that kakashi had gotten for him the day he was adopted. He held the stuffed thing tightly to his chest, his sparkly uzumaki tears dripping onto it as he sniffled and sobbed until he had atlas calmed down.
The smell of breakfast downstairs made his little stomach growl but he denied himself the food. He’d rather be hungry than return downstairs to his angry teacher, who wanted nothing but to abuse and spank him hard when he was already having a bad day.
Naruto wiped his eyes again and felt his stomach growl with hunger. The smell of apple cinnamon oatmeal and hot cocoa filled the husky apartment.
Inspite of his resolve to stay cooped up in his room for as long as he could, his body severely disagreed.
Stepping onto the carpet floor, Naruto fished into his backpack and wiped his eyes again before stalking into the kitchen again.
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Iruka had finished breakfast. He had also made himself a chocolate latte, and was now sipping on the bitter drink while flipping through pages of a thick novel, with his glasses on.
Small shy footsteps made their way into the kitchen and a blue-passive-eyed uzumaki baby came into view. A frown was noticeable on his small face and humorously, an oversized blanket was draped around his little body as if the child was recovering from a terrible breakup.
Naruto clenched a frog stuffed animal tightly to his body and in his other hand, was a sheet of unfinished-homework.
Because the little one seemed to be acting shy, Iruka decided not to speak either. He poured the child a cup of hot chocolate and oatmeal. The entire time, Naruto stayed at a distance and watched with a pout still across his uzumaki features.
“Come sit and eat, Naruto. You’ll have to be quick about your homework too. School will be starting soon and we have to get there early.” Iruka said as he set a bowl and cup at the kindergartener’s seat before returning to his own.
Naruto shuffled over and slouched into his seat. He put his frog and homework on the table and immediately began chugging hot chocolate before he messily wiped his mouth and looked at his homework.
It was a simple assignment, tracing letters and numbers. Though, Naruto found it hard to follow the letters. His stubby chocolate-y fingers wrapped around a pencil and tracing the words, except for the blonde’s vision was blurred with frustrated tears.
Iruka watched sympathetically. “Come here Naruto.” he said, after having suffered to see the little one spill multiple tears onto his homework.
Naruto scooted out of his chair and ran to collapse onto his teacher’s lap for a hug.
Iruka propped the child up on his knee, wrapping an arm around the small boy. Naruto wiped his eyes and drew closer to his teacher.
The silence seemed to say it all. Iruka could tell the kindergartner didn’t want to talk. He’d been having a bad day, it was only 6:30am, the little one just wanted to hug.
Iruka stroked the tinies head and moments later, he could hear snoring. The cherub was too precious to be woken up. And so, maybe the homework could be turned in late.
In the end, Naruto got his lil way.
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I hope you like this. <3 lol forgive mistakes. I can’t be bothered with it anymore.
Writing Galaxy Discord Server’s monthly writing prompt: Anything involving a spoon :)
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