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Three months later…

Kakashi sat in the living room, a thick leather book on his lap, a smile on his lips on his lips as he slowly turned the pages. He heard the front door open and rushed footsteps that disappeared down the hall. There was the sound of clothes shifting before he heard footsteps walk down the hall.

Iruka walked into the living room sighing as he rubbed the back of his neck. He found Kakashi on the couch, "You're home early."

Kakashi smiled and looked up, "Dismissed my class early today."

Iruka chuckled, "They must really like you. They'll end up loving you if you keep dismissing them early."

"Ah, that's where you're wrong, sensei," he grinned, "This way they won't hate me when I keep them in after class."

Iruka chuckled and shook his head. He moved to the couch and sat next to his husband, "What are you looking at, hm?" he looked at the leather book on the older man's lap, knowing exactly what it was.

"Our photo album," he said softly, a smile on his lips. He looked at the photos from Minoru's birthday party they threw for him three months earlier, photos of Minoru and their guest, along with Minoru's classmates and friends. Even though the party was at their house, they had enough room in the backyard to accommodate mostly everyone, which were mostly Minoru's friends. Most of the adults and the parents stayed inside, holding conversations while others stayed outside to keep an eye on the children. Needless to say, Minoru was very happy that day. It was his first birthday party, and it was one worth remembering. The pictures proved that.

Iruka smiled as he looked at the pictures that he remembers taking. Kakashi turned the page and he chuckled, through the whole process of taking endless pictures, he managed to take a picture of Raidou and Genma wearing party hats. As to why they were wearing them, was beyond him. Something told him that it was more than just boredom. Even though it was mostly a candid picture, it was priceless. They flipped through the pages and Iruka burst out laughing. Kakashi sighed.

"I almost forgot that one was in there," Iruka managed to say between chuckles.

Kakashi glared at the picture, "So did I."

Iruka smiled at the picture of Kakashi with a mask that was now white due to the frosting Minoru splattered on his face. It was a dirty trick, but Iruka couldn't stop laughing when it happened. He managed to take a picture and practically had to run away from the older man, and was only able to calm him down when he licked off the frosting that was on the exposed skin.

But even though it was three months ago. Iruka couldn't stop laughing.

"It's not that funny, Iruka," Kakashi grumbled and turned the page to more birthday pictures of Minoru cutting his first cake, and Kakashi getting his revenge, but not as severely, only some frosting on the young boy's nose and cheek.

They continued flipping the pages to their first Christmas together as a family. There was a picture of Kakashi dragging the Christmas tree into the house and another of Minoru and the silver head jounin setting out the decorations. There was another picture that Kakashi took, of Iruka throwing tinsel on Minoru's unruly hair, and another of Iruka baking gingerbread cookies. There were photographs of Minoru unwrapping his presents from not only his fathers, but from classmates, and friends of the family that were more like relatives than friends. Memories where captured on three by five pictures. Each showing moments filled with happiness and many Minoru's first.

Through the pages, the pictures became more memories of everyday life; candid pictures of Kakashi and Iruka alike. And some pictures where Minoru got hold of the camera and snuck a picture when the two shinobi where on the garden swing, star gazing. In their defense, Minoru was supposed to be in bed, and Kakashi was rather distracted by Iruka's tongue against his. There were pictures of Kakashi's ninken that Minoru managed to take snapshots of, individually and in a group. And Iruka noticed that with every picture the young boy took the composition got better, that Minoru became more aware of what he saw through the viewfinder.

Iruka chuckled at a picture of Kakashi dozing on the couch, green book covering his face, "What did I tell you about reading those in front of Minoru?"

Kakashi chuckled, "I was well awake when he took this, I just let him have his fun," he flipped another page, "Where is Minoru-kun?"

Iruka hummed, "Doing his homework. I told him he could play with Pakkun if he did his homework first."

Kakashi chuckled, and smirked at a picture of Iruka when he dozed off while grading.

Iruka groaned, "Why did you take that?"

Kakashi laughed, "Why not?" he trailed his fingers over the sleeping face in the picture, "You look cute while you sleep," he said, a teasing note in his voice.

Iruka blushed but looked at the picture anyway. Kakashi turned the page and smiled, "Funny how Minoru found you in that tree," he looked at the picture that was taken from a worm's eye view, the tree taking most of the picture, but Kakashi stood out between the branches, green book in hand.

Kakashi chuckled, "He has a good eye," he turned to the last picture, but not the last page. He smiled as he looked at the family portrait that they took at home not too long ago; it resembled a lot to Minoru's drawing that he made about eight months ago.

Iruka rested his head on a strong shoulder as he looked at the picture. He watched the pale fingers trace the smiling faces on the photograph, even though Kakashi was still wearing his mask, too paranoid that someone might look at the album. But it didn't matter, Iruka could tell that the older man was smiling in the picture; the smiling eyes were just as good. He knew the older man was smiling, and that's what mattered.

Kakashi slipped a finger under Iruka's chin, ducking his head to meet the younger man's lips in a soft kiss. He heard the click of a shutter closing, making him look up at their son grinning at them.

Iruka chuckled and gestured Minoru to get closer, "Are you done with your homework?"

Minoru shook his head, "No, just taking a break," Minoru joined them on the couch and handed the camera to Iruka.

Iruka took the camera and recapped the lens and felt Minoru lean against him, "Tired?"

Minoru yawned, "Kind of."

Iruka ruffled his son's dark hair, letting his hand fall to his shoulder and he leaned his own head on Kakashi's shoulder.

Kakashi smiled and closed the album, smoothing his hand over the leathering as he leaned his own head against the brunette's. He felt grateful, happy and a sense of ease.

Grateful that he let himself live, let himself love. Grateful for this man that made him human and in so many ways became his support. The one he can confide in. Grateful for this family that he never saw himself having.

He felt happy. A different type of happiness that he could only receive through this. His husband and their son. A sort of happiness that only a family can bring forth.

He felt a sense of ease knowing that he could be here for this. For moments like these. For moments that have been captured in photographs and that are gradually filling the thick leather album. Knowing that he won't miss anything important, knowing that he won't have to see the sad smile that Iruka would force when he had to leave, even if it was only for days. Knowing that he won't make his love worried sick anymore. Knowing that every night he will hold his husband through their sleep, and love him, be there for him, like Iruka has always been there for him, with reassuring words and touches. Knowing that they have years to look forward to.

Kakashi looked down, a smile gracing his lips when he found the younger man sleeping, and if anything, his smile grew when Minoru was asleep as well.

Moments like these are what he now lives for; for what they live for.

He gently took hold of the tan hand that rested on his thigh and entwined their fingers, stroking his thumb against the silver band on the younger man's finger.

Together forever. Our hearts as one.

AN: That's the end :( I hope you guys enjoyed it! (not just the ending but all of it). I'm still thinking about writing an interlude of Genma and Raidou. Maybe. We'll see.

Also, I will most likely write sequels/companion pieces to this story because there are some things I can have fun with. (Like the Spicy Dice!)

Thank you for reading!