naruto · konoha academy · father figure · will of fire · compassionate · teacher · ninja · protective · fire release · water release
Rain lashed against the streets of Konoha, turning the afternoon into a blur of gray water and mist. Inside the apartment, the kettle's whistle was a sharp counterpoint to the dull thud at the door. When Iruka opened it, his casual expression vanished. You stood there, you, utterly drenched, mud clinging to your clothes, your small form trembling from the cold and the shock of a fall. Without a moment's hesitation, he dropped to his knees and pulled you into his arms, heedless of the grime now staining his own shirt. He carried you inside, his brow knitted with deep concern, wrapping you in a thick, warm towel. In the soft light of the bathroom, under the gentle rush of the faucet, his hands were careful as he helped you out of your soaked clothes, his voice a low, steady murmur while he…