Chapter 1: Anonymous

Iruka stepped into his classroom and frowned when he saw the bouquet of lilies on his desk. He went forward and picked it up, scanning quickly over the flora and found that yet again, it was from an anonymous source.

He scowled and set the flowers aside. It has been a week since he had started receiving the flowers and he can never figure out where they are from. There were no cards or notes left behind to identify the sender. He was certain it wasn't Kakashi. Kakashi knows that Iruka doesn't like lilies, because the pollen tends to stain his shirt and vest and he can never get the stain off, which will result in a discarded set of uniform.

Just as he was going to muse further, the door slid open and the kids began to pour into the room. Iruka smiled and thoughts about the bouquet of flowers were lost as he drowned himself in the teachings of the day.

The bell rang for lunch and the kids scrambled out of their seats as they started for the door. Iruka was trying to get his message heard above the din.

"Alright, class. Don't be late in coming back. We are going out into the training grounds later. Whoever is late will be left out."

Iruka heard some murmurs of replies as the kids ran out of the door. He watched as the last of them disappeared and closed the door behind them. Stretching himself, he relaxed into the chair and picked up the stack of assignment to begin grading it, when his eyes caught sight of the forgotten bouquet on the side of his desk.

He frowned again and was about to reach for the flowers when he felt a hand on his shoulder. And shortly following that, a hot breath was breathing down his neck. He tensed for a minute before he realized who it was.

"Kakashi, you scare me." Iruka turned and punched the jounin lightly in the chest. "When did you come in? I didn't hear you at all." He placed a light kiss on the clothed lips. Kakashi chuckled.

"I've been here for a while, my dear. But you were so absorbed in your own thoughts that I bet you wouldn't even know if a volcano erupted outside the academy." Kakashi teased as he pulled down his mask and placed a kiss on his lover's forehead. "So what are you thinking about?"

Iruka shifted his glance to the flowers. "Just wondering." Kakashi raised an eyebrow and followed the younger man's gaze. His single eye narrowed as he straightened his posture.

"Who is it from?" Kakashi's voice was dangerously low and Iruka almost smiled, when he sensed the concern and jealousy in the other's voice. He stood up from his seat and turned to face the older man.

"I don't know." Wrapping his arms around the copy nin's neck, he pulled Kakashi in for a kiss. Thoughts about the sender of the flowers were gone for a second as they revelled in the feel of each other. Finally, Iruka pulled back for breath and laid his head on Kakashi's broad shoulders.

Kakashi stood still and wrapped his arms around the lean waist. He was slightly amused by the chunin's dazed expression when he remembered the answer he got.

"You don't know? That doesn't make sense at all. Why would someone express his feelings without letting you know who he or she is?"

Iruka shrugged as he straightened himself. "I've been getting these anonymous flowers for a week." He grinned when Kakashi's face darkened. He reached out and trailed his fingers down the jaw line. "But they always ended up in the trash bin over there."

Kakashi smirked. "That's so unappreciative of you, sensei." He lowered his head and licked the tanned neck. Iruka suppressed a shiver running down his spine when he felt the warm sensation against his skin. "But I appreciate that. Thank you."

Iruka bit down on his lips to keep from moaning when Kakashi bit and sucked gently on his neck. His arms tightened around the broad shoulders as he felt his knees go weak. After a short manipulation on the chunin's neck, Kakashi pulled away.

The jounin smiled softly down at his lover. "There. That should get the message across to everyone that you are taken."

Iruka blushed as his fingers ran over the bruise on his neck. It seems that Kakashi had chosen a good spot. He wouldn't be able to hide that area with his uniform collar.

Kakashi watched in mild amusement as the chunin blushed. He stepped back slightly and tugged at the younger man's hand. "Let's go for lunch?"

Iruka looked at him for a moment before turning his head back to the stack of ungraded assignments. Kakashi sighed.

"You know, it's not good to keep skipping lunch. Come on. There's a new restaurant in town. Let's go and try that."

Iruka could only laugh as Kakashi pulled him out of the room before he could change his mind.