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Off-kilter	By : SumiHatake Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Iruka Views: 2102 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto, any of it’s characters, the world, or anything specifically created by Kishimoto. I also didn’t make a penny on this; it’s purely a fanmade piece that I wrote for enjoyment.

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This was inspired by a fic written for the KakaIruFest Telephone event and any similarities between this and that one ARE INTENTIONAL and I don't claim to have thought of them. I highly recommend reading them in order since then you get to see all the little steps and jumps between the first story written for this and the last. If you go to my ao3 account (Kiterie) this story is posted there as a part of the collection so it's linked to all of the stories. My recommendation is to read them all from the first to the last so that you can see the awesome progression and changes the stories take.
(Also anyone who has an e-reader or wants to download my stories to their e-reader they are all on AO3 and can be downloaded from there. Including several original vignettes and the first chapter to my novel 'Coffee Cake')
Also anything you don't like, my alter-ego says she'll take the blame for that. I however take complete credit for anything you like. ~.^
Chapter 1
Iruka walked up to the tree, looked up at Kakashi, and, hands on his hips, pointedly cleared his throat.
Kakashi sat there, book in hand, and didn’t even bother to look at him. His eye not covered by his hitai-ate was clearly trained on words in front of him. After a long moment he did, however, slowly turn the page.
Frowning, Iruka took a deep breath and tried again. “Maybe it doesn’t bother you if you’re late, but I don’t intend to keep Kotetsu and Izumo waiting.”
“Mah, Iruka, you need to relax more. Those two probably appreciate the wait since they’ll just spend it groping each other.” He turned another page, clearly content to continue sitting there.
“Kakashi-san...” It came out an elongated growl. Iruka closed his eyes, turned his head slightly, and added a huffed sigh. It was all he could do not to lose his temper. This was the fourth time this week he’d been made late because of Kakashi. He pinched the bridge of his nose and rubbed the scar that ran across it and his cheeks, trying to ease some of the tension so he wouldn’t snap over something so stupid. “If you don’t get down here this instant then you can eat by yourself.”
“Boss, I think he’s serious.”
Iruka looked back up, surprised at Pakkun’s sudden appearance.
Sure enough though, the tan and brown pug sat atop Kakashi head, looking just as content to be as lazy as the shinobi.
It had been a while since he’d seen the ninken. Not since the incident with Mizuki over three months ago. “Hello, Pakkun-san.” Iruka clasped his hands in front of himself and bowed. “Thank you again for your assistance.”
The pug scratched his ear and nodded. “You’re welcome, Umino-san.” Turning back to Kakashi, the little dog held his paw out and, with a puff of smoke of smoke, dropped a small scroll onto Kakashi’s lap, then poofed away himself.
Kakashi tucked both the scroll and his book into his back pouch, then jumped down. “You shouldn’t make empty threats. You were the one who said I shouldn’t eat alone so much, Iruka-kun.”
Iruka’s cheeks burned at Kakashi’s teasing. He reached up and tightened his ponytail in the hopes he could settle the feeling. When Anko attached kun to his name, he didn’t think anything of it, but it made him feel like they were genin again when Kakashi said it. He’d tried correcting him, but Kakashi only took it as incentive to use the silly informal name more. He supposed he didn’t mind as long as Kakashi didn’t use it in front of their friends. “Then you shouldn’t make me regret taking pity on you.”
Kakashi chuckled and ran a hand through his hair, fluffing the silvery-white spikes where Pakkun had crushed them down. “I was enjoying my book.”
Shaking his head, Iruka rolled his eyes and laughed. “That you’ve read at least a dozen times, unless you’re a lot slower-minded than people say,” he teased before turning and walking off in the direction of the restaurant they were supposed to meet Izumo and Kotetsu at.
“Ah, but Iruka-sensei, it’s one of his best. The heroine gets to save the hero for a change and...” Kakashi started, falling into step beside him.
Iruka waved his hand dismissively. “It’s not a very good excuse, but at least it’s true. Yesterday’s was ridiculous.”
Kakashi shoved his hands in his pockets. “But there really was a herd of wild boar chasing me. Just ask the koyamaki that joined in when I tried to escape through the training grounds.”
The man was hard to read with most of his face covered by that mask, but Iruka knew better than to buy into the things he said. Everybody did, but Iruka had to admit that they were at least a little entertaining. He wondered how Kakashi was able to come up with such elaborate excuses on such a regular basis. As far as he knew Kakashi rarely repeated the same excuse, at least not without adding a few strange or interesting details. “I’m sure.”
~*~*~
Iruka frowned and stirred his curry. He was fairly certain Kakashi hadn’t heard anything he’d said in the last twenty minutes at least. Mission room antics weren’t nearly as entertaining as A rank missions, but Kakashi could at least pretend to be paying attention. “Am I really that boring?”
“...What?” Kakashi blinked and for the first time since they’d sat down to lunch actually looked at Iruka.
Technically his visible eye had been staring, unblinking at Iruka, but it actually dilated slightly when he spoke which Iruka knew meant Kakashi actually ‘saw’ him. “Is something wrong? You were zoned out there.”
“Mah, sorry, I was just thinking,” Kakashi apologized. “You are the least boring person I know, Iruka-sensei.”
Iruka laughed, mollified. Either Kakashi was full of it, or if he actually believed that and he was blind. Iruka knew damn well he was probably the tamest, most normal shinobi that Kakashi spent any length of time with, and he was fairly certain that had originally had more to do with his connection to Naruto than anything else. “Given who your best friend is I can say with certainty that I am boring by comparison.”
“See, but that is where you’re wrong.” Kakashi paused, his eyes darting away from Iruka for a moment then back. “That’s what makes you so interesting.”
“I’ll take your word on it this time, but if you ignore me again don’t think I’ll buy that.” That glance, Iruka wondered what it was about. Kakashi had obviously seen somebody that caught his attention, but Iruka wasn’t about to turn around and find out who it was. He settled for glancing at a picture above Kakashi’s head and listened. Wood scraped against the floor and a shinobi with short black hair stood up and walked out. His back was towards them so Iruka had no idea who it was.
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“Pakkun-san, what are you doing here?” Iruka marked the paper in front of him, set it aside, and started on the next.
Pakkun didn’t move from his perch on the window sill, where he’d been sitting for the last hour. Before that, he’d been in the tree outside. “Boss’ orders.”
Iruka frowned a little, disappointed in Konohamaru’s response to one of the questions on the homework from the day before. “I figured as much. Did you need something?”
“No.”
The response irked him a little. That combined with the fact that he’d seen another dog following him to work that morning and a third sitting on the rooftop of the academy at lunch. As much as he liked the pug, he didn’t like what it implied. If there had been any reason other than Kakashi was watching him, Iruka was fairly certain Pakkun would have said as much. The fact that they hadn’t been entirely subtle about it likely meant that Kakashi wanted people to know Iruka was under his protection. “Then why are you sitting here staring at me. I’m sure you have better things to do than watch me grade papers.”
“Would you like to pet my paws?” He held one out pads up in offering. “They’re very soft.”
“Don’t try to distract me.” Iruka let out a highly irritated sigh, set his pen down, and gathered the papers up. He shoved them in his bag and threw it over his shoulder. “Take me to Kakashi, I’m going to have a word with him about setting guard dogs on me.”
“I told Boss you wouldn’t approve.” Pakkun stood up and leapt out the window.
It took them roughly ten minutes to reach Kakashi who was perched in a tree reading. Iruka didn’t say anything he simply focused as much chakra as he could manage into his fist and slammed it into the tree.
The entire thing shook, and Kakashi crashed to the ground at Iruka’s feet.
Iruka grabbed his collar and dragged him over the nearest alley. “I know this whole boyfriend thing is new to you, but really? You’re getting your summons to babysit me?” He didn’t bother to hide his annoyance at being followed, but he kept his voice to a low growl.
Kakashi rubbed his ass with one hand and scratched the back of his head with the other. “It should be flattering that-”
“I can take care of myself!” Iruka snapped. The assumption that he couldn’t especially inside the village was more than a little insulting. “I am just as capable a shinobi as anyone else, and I don’t need protecting. I can even watch your back when need be.”
Kakashi set a hand on Iruka’s shoulder and looked at him directly, the lightness gone from his voice. “I wasn’t insinuating that you can’t.”
The seriousness surprised him and it took a moment before he recovered enough to respond. “We’re in the village, Kakashi. Whatever it is I’m perfectly safe.” Something definitely had Kakashi on edge.
“You’re right, of course, Iruka-sensei.” Kakashi’s visible eye closed and his cheeks stretched his mask in what was clearly a smile. “I will tell the pack not to follow you, but please be careful while I’m gone.”
Iruka frowned. Maybe it was just nerves over whatever Kakashi’s mission was, but Iruka would do what he could to ease Kakashi’s mind. “I will be extra careful. Come home safe.”
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