Hello everyone! This is a side story to my SasNaru Story, Blue and inexperienced. I recommend that you read that first otherwise the plot won't make sense. Unless you don'tcare about plot and just want KakaIru fluff then this is it!
I don't ownNaruto. But I do own my Naruto plushies and what I do with them is my own business!
Umino Iruka sat at his desk roughly crossing out sections of writing with his trusty red pen. His last class of the day had long since ended yet he was still stuck here marking essays. Sighing loudly he glanced at the looming pile of papers stacked on his desk. He would never get finished on time. Not that he had to be somewhere, just that he had secretly hoped to finish before Narutos training session with Kakashi-sensei ended. A slight blush crept to his cheek as the sliver haired Jounin floated into his mind. Despite his best efforts Iruka tried to stop thinking of those mismatched eyes and mysteriously masked face but his mind kept drifting to what the copy-nin might look like under that mask…
Iruka shook his head trying to rid himself of those distracting ideas and release the butterflies currently flapping about in his stomach. Those dastardly bugs made a habit of turning up every time Kakashi was nearby which, considering he was Narutos sensei, was quite often.
He could quite pinpoint the exact moment he'd fallen for the Jounin. Possibly from the moment Naruto had introduced the pair and the older man had shaken his hand, holding it slightly longer than necessary while looking intently at him. Iruka blushed furiously as the silver haired man gently released his hand, smiling under his mask.
Iruka returned his attention back to his marking, chewing casually on the tip on his pen. It was a few moments before he realised he had read the same paragraph three times. Groaning, the chuunin let his pen drop to the desk and dropped his head into his hands. He had to stop this. He had to stop thinking about…
"Yo, Iruka-sensei."
Hatake Kakashi sat crouched on the window sill, one hand raised in greeting, staring straight at the object of his current obsession.
Irukas head shot up at the sound of his voice.
"Kakashi-sensei!" Iruka stuttered, standing from his desk and walking towards the other man, "What brings you here?"
Kakashi hopped down into the class room. "Actually I was looking for you."
"Me?" Iruka asked, looking delightfully flustered Kakashi noted. Cute.
"Hmm." The Jounin replied, running a hand nervously through already unruly hair. "I have something to tell you that you might be interested in."
"Oh? And what's that?" Iruka inquired, raising an eyebrow. Kakashi smiled. It was now or never,
"Join me for Ramen and I'll tell all." He said, leaning closer to the brunette.
Iruka visibly swallowed and looked at the man, his face only a few inches away. He looked from the ninja to the pile of paperwork on his desk, blushing furiously.
"I'm sorry Kakashi- sensei but I really should…" he began.
No. no. no. Kakashi thought, he had to say something… anything.
"It's about Naruto." Kakashi interrupted, knowing that would get the chuunins attention, "And Sasuke."
"Naruto and Sasuke?" Iruka asked curiously. The chuunin seemed to be having some kind of inner argument as he kept looking at stack of papers on his desk and back at the masked man.
Iruka gave his stack of papers a final fleeting glance before picking up the pile and dropping them into a bag which he swung around his shoulder,
"Shall we then?" He said, flashing Kakashi an utterly gorgeous smile. The Jounin smiled back with what he hoped was an equally stunning smile and tried to fight the sudden swooping motion his stomach was making as Iruka drew nearer to him and looked out the window. "So are we taking your route or mine?" he asked.
Kakashi looked at him, maybe it was just him but that sounded almost suggestive…
"Er, you choose." Kakashi said. Iruka smiled at him playfully before leaping out the window and landing gracefully on the ground. Kakashi stood open-mouth. That wasn't something he expected. Kakashi smiled. Today was going to be interesting.
Iruka waited as Kakashi landed silently beside him and fell quickly into step next to the chuunin. As they walked together in comfortable silence, inside Kakashi was cheering gleefully. As the pair reached nearer Ichirakus Iruka slowed. Kakashi, thinking the chuunin had changed his mind, panicked slightly.
"Something wrong?" he asked, hoping his voice didn't squeak. Iruka paused and turned to the Jounin,
"Actually I wondered if you'd mind taking a quite detour?" He asked, scratching his scar nervously, "I'd like to drop these off at my place." He said patting the bag at his side.
His place? He'd get to see Irukas place. They'd be alone. Together.
Kakashi grinned. "Sure, Iruka-sensei. No problem."
Iruka stood hesitantly, his key hovering just in front of the lock. Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea. Kakashi was stood only a few feet away and he was already having to force himself not to pounce the Jounin, how was he going to cope once they got inside?
"You know, that needs to go into the lock to work."
Iruka looked up to see Kakashi smiling down at him.
"Oh, gomen." Iruka stuttered, pushing the key into the lock and opening the door with gentle click.
"Make yourself at home."
Kakashi followed the chuunin into his flat, waiting till Iruka went into the other room to snoop around. It was small but comfortable, lived-in. Kakashi strolled around the living room, peaking at photographs and reading book titles from his shelf. He stopped as one photo caught his eye. It was a picture of him with his team. The same one Kakashi had. The Jounin smiled. He hadn't known Iruka had a copy as well. Faint footsteps behind him told Kakashi that Iruka was back. He turned and smiled at the chuunin who had removed his jacket and was now dressed in his simple black turtleneck, a tight turtleneck. Kakashi swallowed, taking great notice in how the material clung to all the right places.
Eyes up soldier
Iruka blushed under Kakashi's gaze, secretly feeling please with the reaction he was getting. Iruka walked over to the Jounin who stood nervously, hands in his pockets.
"Would you like some tea?" Iruka asked, smiling. Kakashi nodded, unable to form words. The chuunin smiled happily disappearing into the open kitchen and rummaging around in the cupboards as Kakashi lent back slightly, admiring the view.
"So what was it you wanted to tell me?" Iruka called, his head disappearing behind a cupboard door. Kakashi blinked, breaking his daydream and headed over to the kitchen leaning casually against the wall, hands still in his pockets. A smirk fell across his face as he remembered the reason for his visit.
"Well, something happened yesterday." Kakashi said, cryptically. Irukas head popped out of the cupboard,
"To Naruto?" He asked concerned.
"Not exactly." Kakashi grinned under his mask. Iruka stared at the Jounin confused. The chuunin moved to a nearby table and motioned for Kakashi to sit. The silver haired ninja complied and said his thanks as the other man handed him a cup of sweet smelling tea. Iruka sat opposite, waiting patiently for the older man to continue his story.
Kakashi sipped his drink slowly, purposely making the chuunin wait, enjoying how the brunette squirmed between wanting to ask but being to polite to badger him. Kakashi grinned and put his cup down.
"Did Naruto tell you about our last mission?"
"Your journey to Wave country? Yes he told me. He was pretty shaken up after you came back, what with what happen to Sasuke."
Kakashi just nodded not wanting to dwell on nearly losing his students,
"Well it seems that Sasuke has been picking up some new moves." Iruka raised an eyebrow, intrigued.
"Picking up? You mean copying? He's uses the sharingan already?"
Kakashi nodded, the chuunin catches on quick. "He's been putting in some extra practice, only it hasn't been going as well as he'd like."
"Sorry Kakashi-sensei, but what exactly are you getting at?" Iruka asked, the tone of voice showing his patience was running out.
Kakashi smiled under his mask, "Sasuke saw me use my tracking fang technique and tried it himself. Only it backfired."
"Backfired how?"
Kakashi took a deep breath and tried not to laugh, "Sasuke's a dog."
Iruka blinked, stared, and then blinked again. "A dog?" he asked, sceptically.
"Yep."
"What?"
Iruka was completely confused. Kakashi was sitting across from him, visible eye curled happily having just told him on of his students was a dog.
"What?" he asked again, just in case he heard wrong. Kakashi laughed. Iruka stared at the laughing ninja in his kitchen. He'd never heard Kakashi laugh before; it was a deep, rumbling laugh. The chuunin smiled pleased that Kakashi felt relaxed enough to laugh like that.
"I think maybe you should start from the beginning Kakashi-sensei." Iruka said after the laughter died down and Kakashi caught his breath.
Kakashi smiled, "It's just Kakashi." He said loving how Irukas face blushed at the informality. Very cute.