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Iruka's Sweet Sexy Revenge	By : dattebayo1013 Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Iruka Views: 1984 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I (sadly) do not own Naruto nor make money from it.

Chapter List
- 3
- 4
A/N:
WhitenyRose = best. beta. ever.
forever thanks to my muse and sempai, ActuallyNevis, and the ridiculous entertainment you provide me
This is for all the Ragu Millionaires in the world.

Chapter Summary: Kakashi, Naruto, and Iruka discuss the older ninjas' relationship; Iruka receives gifts at school; Kakashi and Iruka go on a date.
Chapter Notes: Gaki = punk/brat
Warnings: the usual... can't spell smex without s. e. x.

How Many Ch�nin Does It Take to Spill a Secret
"I-Iruka-sensei?" the dumbfounded blonde stutters, eyes unblinking white as snow, head thrashing comically between his two senseis. "Y-You and K-Kaka-Sensei?" he sputters, shocked.
Iruka slinks down into a chair, his hand covering his blushing face.
Oh. My. Gods.
He crosses himself then looks up.
This is going to be embarrassing.
"Naruto, we need to have a talk."
Shit shit shit! What do I say? Iruka cries inwardly. I haven't even talked to Kakashi yet. I don't know what we are –if we even are anything? Fuck! Kami, WHY? He lays his head on the table in defeat.
"I-Iruka Sensei?"
"Yes Naruto?" Iruka mutters into his arms, wishing desperately he had Yamato's wood affinity and could disappear into the oak table.
"Ano, um… you and-" Naruto casts a weary glance at the other nin- "Kaka-Sensei?"
"Oh. Yeah, about that," Iruka starts tiredly picking up his head off the table his natural mocha color still greyish on his drained cheeks.
"Iruka," Kakashi interrupts, plopping into the wood chair between the kyuubi container and the academy sensei. He takes the ch�nin 's hand, "if you don't mind I'd like to take this."
"Oh," Iruka blushes again, his gaze wandering to the pale hand atop his, "um, sure."
Shit, whatever he has to say can't be nearly as bad as what I would have stuttered and blushed my way through.
Kakashi turns to the blonde student whom is currently glaring at the older nin's interlocked fingers. Squeezing Iruka's hand reassuringly Kakashi starts warmly, "Now Naruto, you see, when two people love each other they –"
"EW KAKA-SENSEI!" Naruto shrieks, throwing himself back from the table, "I'm 16. I do NOT need a lesson on the birds and the bees!" he yells, rudely gesturing to his mouth making gagging sounds. "Especially not from you! GROSS! EW! EW! EW!"
Kakashi rolls his eye, "So did you finally deal with your Sasuke issue?"
"Nani?" Naruto squeaks, mortified.
"Hatake!" Iruka squeaks simultaneously.
"Maa Ruru, don't tell me you didn't notice?"
"Ruru?" the blushing blonde questions, looking from Kakashi to Iruka. His question ignored.
"Shut up Kakashi. That's beside the point."
"Whatever you say Ruru."
"Ruru?" Naruto questions again blinking. This time cerulean eyes spy the interlocked hands on the table. Naruto just stares, his wheels slowly start turning.
"And quit calling me that 'Kashi." Iruka continues, ignoring the blonde.
"Nande? It's cute!"
"Because I said so."
"But Ruru, you didn't mind last it night. Or about thirty minutes ago for that matter."
"ERO-SENSEI!" Naruto screams, pointing at Kakashi. "You pervert!"
Kakashi just laughs.
"If you hurt Iruka-Sensei, I will… I will," Naruto looks around desperately for inspiration, "tear your sandals!"
"Ooo so scared," Kakashi sing songs mockingly, eye smiling in mirth.
"Shut up ero-sensei"
"Don't call me that."
"Ero. Sensei." Naruto coos, wagging his tongue.
"Gaki." Kakashi quips, squinting at the blonde.
"Ero-sensei"
Fuck me. Iruka curses inwardly, groaning in annoyance outwardly as his head collapses onto the table for the second time in ten minutes as the pair continues to argue.
"Gaki." Kakashi sighs, staring at his nails, bored," Why don't you go hump Sasuke," he adds, flicking his hand dismissively.
"Hentai!" Naruto yells, pointing his tan finger the lazy nin's face. "Never!"
Kakashi rolls his eye. "Hah, denial. You know you want to get your hands on that brat." Smirking at the steaming blonde, he coolly adds, "Talk about sexual tension…"
Naruto jumps onto the table, perching precariously on the edge. Nose to nose with his sensei.
"Take. That. Back. Ero-Sensei."
"No."
"I said take it back!" Naruto growls, blue eyes flashing red.
Kakashi pauses, watching Naruto carefully. Locking his gaze with the angered blonde the j�nin leers. "Maa Naruto-kun, just go ram your cock up his ass. It'll do both of you good."
"SHUT UP!" the teacher yells, boiling point reached. "Naruto don't fucking act like Kakashi isn't right and Kakashi, shut up the fuck up about it. Don't even fucking play like you haven't had perverted thoughts about that damn boy. All of us have."
Naruto and Kakashi's mouths gape, blue and mismatched eyes huge, blinking in disbelief.
"What? He's hot… in an angsty kind of way."
Naruto's jaw hits the table, Kakashi makes suffocating noises, pale face turning blue above his mask.
"Ero." Naruto finally mutters out the side of his mouth.
"At least I have the balls to go after the man I want."
"I do not have feelings for that teme!"
"Yes you do."
"No I don't!"
"Yes you do."
I refuse to listen to this shit.
"Silence no jutsu" the teacher mutters, totally annoyed, causing both of his guests' mouths to clamp shut.
Naruto stares offended, hands pulling at his mouth as if trying to physically grasp his voice. Kakashi lazily rolls his eye, his head lulling to his hand.
"Oh don't shit a fox Naruto. And Kakashi, so help me, if you don't shut up I'll rip you apart!" he scolds, pointing angry tan fingers. "And not in that way!" Iruka adds to Kakashi, catching his leer.
"Alright Naruto. Kakashi-san and I are dating." Iruka states then blushes as mismatched eyes peer curiously causing the ch�nin to ramble. "Well, I guess we haven't officially d-discussed anything beside the f-fact that we w-want to see where t-t-this" –he gestures to himself + the j�nin in question- "goes, but I-I feel pretty safe to s-say we're d-dating." Kakashi nods in agreement, smiling sweetly and squeezes Iruka's hand.
Thank gods, Iruka prays silently in response to Kakashi's silent support.
"However, that said, no one knows but you, and I think until Kakashi and I are a little more official we should wait to tell everyone. So no gossiping ne?"
Naruto nodes eagerly in agreement. Blue gaze flickering back and forth between the beaming ch�nin and lazily reclining j�nin.
"Good. Now I'll release the jutsu and let you have your say, but one more argument between you two and I'll cast in on both of you for the rest of the week."
Both nins' eyes widen slightly and they shake heads earnestly.
Hmm, come to think of it… it could be fun to watch Kakashi scream silently. Inner Iruka points out. Outer Iruka files that delectable thought away for later consideration.
Iruka releases his jutsu.
Silence.
Naruto eyes Kakashi up and down, slowly inhaling a deep breath. "Alright Kaka-Sensei. We need to talk."
Iruka looks quickly to Naruto in alarm.
"I just want to talk to Kaka-Sensei one on one. Don't worry I'll be nice." And with that Naruto grabs his silver haired sensei by the hand and jerks him out of the room.
Iruka frowns, lost deep in thought, as the pair disappears down the hall. His bed room door closes shortly after.
xoxoxox
Naruto releases the gloved hand. Frowning, the blonde folds his arms and turns to face Kakashi. "Alright Kakashi-Sensei. Talk."
Kakashi smirks, "well this morning I woke up around 10:30am, spent thirty minutes fuc—"
"HENTAI! Seriously!" Naruto growls, grabbing the j�nin's vest threateningly. Pushing him back against the wood wall.
Pale hands fly up, palms out in innocence. "Maa Naruto-kun. What's got your panties in a bunch?"
"Kakashi-Sensei. I'm serious. Iruka is the closest thing to a family I have and if you ever hurt him I swear to Kami I will –-" the blonde's passionate threat interrupted by Kakashi clearing his throat.
"Naruto. Look, I can assure you I have no intentions of ever hurting Iruka. To be honest, I have loved him for a long time. I will do everything in my power to make him happy for as long as he allows me."
Naruto considers his sensei's words then meets his mismatched eyes, seriousness playing across whiskered features. "Swear on Icha-Icha."
"I swear on Icha-Icha."
"Good, cause I'm serious. I will rip you to shreds if you cause him as much as a half a tear."
Kakashi gazes at the usually silly blonde. Sensei, he has indeed grown into a noble young man. Smiling warmly Kakashi pats Naruto on the back and walks out.
xoxoxox
Monday morning goes surprisingly well for the teacher. Kakashi fixed him cinnamon toast for breakfast. It was a warm late spring /early summer day and the kids were surprisingly well behaved. The morning session passes quickly. Iruka spends the majority of it reviewing questions about specific intermediate kunai techniques and then spends the last thirty minutes or so before lunch calling on random participants from the class to come forward and demonstrate various stances and grips –which the children were surprisingly enthusiastic about.
Lunch time arrives rapidly and Iruka elects to eat in his office. As the teacher sits down a knock occurs on his classroom door.
Iruka rolls his eyes. Better not be Genma. Peering cautiously through a small crack Iruka excitedly realizes his visitor is not Genma but is a worker from the Yamanaka Flower Shop.
"Oi" the small stout woman says, "Are you Umino Iruka?"
"Yes."
"Sign here," she instructs shoving an old wooden clipboard into the teacher's hands.
Iruka watches curiously as the husky woman waddles back out the classroom door. A minute later she returns with what is possibly the most beautiful bouquet of lilies the ch�nin has ever seen.
"These are beautiful." Iruka whispers in awe, delicately touching an orange petal as the delivery woman leaves closing the wooden door behind her.
Sitting down Iruka reaches for the card, but before he can open it there is another knock at his door.
"What now?" he wonders, again rising from his chair and crossing the room.
"Delivery for Umino Iruka."
"What?" Iruka asks dumfounded.
"Delivery for Umino Iruka. Sign here." The young girl smacks her gum impatiently as Iruka automatically reaches for the clipboard and signs his name on another dotted line. As soon as the clipboard reenters the impatient girl's hands, she slaps a 2X2 blue box into Iruka's hands. "Cards inside." She hollers over her shoulder as she quickly leaves, slamming the door behind her.
Iruka stands dumbfounded for a moment before tearing into his package. Once open Iruka finds a small envelop and fuzzy blue stuffed dolphin. Before the present can register there's yet another knock at the door. Iruka opens it a third time to reveal Izumo and Kotetsu, Tsunade's assistants.
"Message from the Hokage." They say in unison smiling widely at their friend.
"Hey guys, what's up?" Iruka asks, attempting hide the present behind his back while simultaneously blocking his desk from his friends' views.
"Ay Iruka, what's that?" Kotetsu, the bandaged one, asks, brushing past the now blushing teacher to his desk, Izumo in tow.
"Flowers!" They both exclaim, closely examining the lilies. Izumo gently thumbs a petal and Kotetsu leans in to smell the beautiful flowers.
"Who sent you flowers you dog!" Kotetsu teases, poking his rose colored friend in the ribs. Iruka jerks away and Izumo seizes the opening and quickly snatches the card off Iruka's desk. Papers and pencils fly into the floor.
"No!" Iruka yelps, throwing himself across the desk towards Izumo, clawing wildly, desperately attempting to recover the stolen envelop from his fellow ch�nin 's hand. The stuffed dolphin falls to the ground with a thud beside him in the motion.
Kotetsu immediately lunges for the ground, daftly snatching the exposed dolphin up with a wide grin. "Two presents!" He exclaims, waving the stuffed animal in the air. "Who could they be from? Lover? Secret admirer? Googily-eyed parent?"
"Let me guess!" Kotetsu singsongs, dancing in small circle, holding the dolphin like a prized trophy above his head. Pausing abruptly and he laughs. "Anko!"
Kotetsu hurls the dolphin at Izumo who catches it and giggles, "Tsunade!"
The game carries on. Blue dolphin flying haphazardly across the desk to whoever is speaking next.
"That girl from Ichiraku's!" Izumo calls.
Kotetsu returns, "The hot new transfer from Sunna!"
The dolphin exchanges hands again. "The Hyuuga woman!"
Iruka catches the dolphin midair and laughs loudly. Receiving two startled looks he explains, "Seriously? That woman hates me."
The two hokage assistants consider this for a moment then Iruka tosses the dolphin to Kotetsu resuming the game.
"Genma!" Kotetsu yells.
"No dummy!" Izumo chides, swatting his friend on the back with his palm. "He's back with Rai, remember?"
"Oh yeah…" the bandaged ch�nin replies sheepishly, blushing slightly.
There's a second of thoughtful silence. Then they both exchange sly looks before turning slowly with leering smiles towards the now scarlet ch�nin .
"KAKASHI!" They scream in unison, fists and dolphin pumping into the air.
Shit. Shit. SHIT. What if they find out about the other night? Iruka's mind races. It's bad enough worrying about when Genma will spill the beans but these two gossip queens can't keep their mouths shut if Kami's life depended on it. –There is a reason the gossip loving 5th Hokage keeps those two around.
"W-W-Why would you s-say that?" Iruka stutters, mortified, trying to save face, reality of the situation sinking in.
The two Hokage's assistants just laugh.
Shit they know! Iruka cries inwardly not remembering they also got a front row ticket to the show. Genma fuckin' told them. That dick.
Iruka looks up as the sound of ripping paper reaches his burning ears.
Kuso! He inwardly moans.
Defeated, Iruka slumps down in his chair warily watching the two nins open their perspective stolen envelops.
Izumo reads first. "Dear Ruru-kun –awww!" –Iruka closes his eyes and allows his head to fall down into his hands—"The last four days have been astounding. Let me take you out on our first official date tonight. I'll pick you up at seven o'clock sharp. Sincerely, 'Kashi."
Kotetsu bursts out laughing, "'KASHI! You call the man 'Kashi?" he falls over onto the desk, clutching to the dolphin for dear life, sides heaving in a fit of laughter.
"Shut up Ko." Iruka snaps, ripping Kakashi's card from the laughing nin's hand, punching him hard in the ribs. Izumo snickers and Iruka glares back, eyes threatening to hit him next. "Go ahead bandage boy, if you can get your life together for two fuckin' seconds and read the damn card." Okay maybe that was not so nice, but at the moment Iruka did not care.
"Bandage Boy!" Izumo howls, rolling around in the floor pointing at Kotetsu as he enters his own fit of unbridled glee.
"Shut up!" Kotetsu whines, rubbing his nose self-consciously with his free hand.
Iruka rolls his eyes at both of them. Why are we friends again? He wonders to himself.
"Read!" He barks at Kotetsu patience running low, legendary temper starting to flare.
Kotetsu takes a deep breath and winces, cradling his newly bruised rib. "That hurt Ruru."
"Call me that again and I'll break it."
Kotetsu frowns, holding his hands up in surrender. "Okay okay! Gez… temper temper…" He rips the envelop open. "Ahem. Dearest Iruka, I have admired you for a long time. You're smile lights up whatever room you're in. Your kindness knows no bounds. I hope this dolphin makes you smile as you do I. Love, Your Secret Admirer."
Silence fills the room. Kotetsu and Izumo are afraid to say anything that could set Iruka's boiling temper off while Iruka remains silent. Lost deep in thought.
But… But… why would Kakashi sign one gift but not the other? Iruka looks up bewildered.
Finally Kotetsu breaks the silence. "Ano, Iruka, that doesn't sound like it is from Hatake…" He reaches forward to jar his confused friend from his deep thoughts. "Iruka, did you hear me?" He shakes the teacher's shoulder lightly.
Soft doe eyes slowly meet the bandaged man's onyx ones. "No Kotetsu, it most defiently does not. Ano, would Genma?"
Izumo steps forward, reaching for the card. Looking at it carefully he slowly answers. "I don't know Iruka. He just got back together with Rai…"
"But... But then who?"
Before the three ch�nin can further meditate on this unexpected question, the brass bell rings signaling the end of Academy lunch period.
The two Hokage assistants walk slowly towards the door. Suddenly Iruka realizes they never told him what Tsunade wanted.
"Hey guys, what did Lady Hokage desire?"
"Oh yeah!" Kotetsu replies. Izumo finishes, "You're working the mission desk with us and Genma tomorrow and Wednesday instead of Thursday and Friday."
"Oh. Alright. See ya'll later then."
"Bye!" The assistants call together, both waving as they close the door.
Walking back towards his desk Iruka quickly picks up the disheveled papers and pencils that were knocked into the floor during the earlier scuffle for the envelop.
I wonder who sent me the dolphin… Iruka questions inwardly, squeezing the stuffed animal once before placing it in his bottom desk draw as his students file back in. Guess I'll see what Kakashi has to say later on our date. The teacher blushes slightly, heart beat racing with anticipation at the word date. Maybe it was him…
Afternoon classes fly by. The students spend the last couple hours of school out back in one of the small practice fields sparring. Only one pregenin is injured, receiving a small gash on his kunai wielding forearm. After two hours pass Iruka decides the class has worked hard enough to warrant him letting them go home early. The children ecstatically race back to the classroom to grab their books and bags.
Iruka takes his time walking back inside, pondering the day's events. Reaching into his pocket he pulls out the anonymous card.
I recognize this handwriting from mission reports, but it is obviously too clean to be Kakashi's chicken scratch. Iruka chuckles as he remembers all the mission reports he's made the elite j�nin redo. So, it has to be another shinobi's. Peering closer Iruka further analyzes the writing style. It could be Genma's. He's one of the few j�nins who writes legibly and I know he writes his lower case 'r's' as small upper case ones, as the card sender did. Maybe I can sneak some files tomorrow while I'm working.
Looking up Iruka realizes he is back in his classroom. Looking at the clock he realizes it is nearly 3:00 and he needs to get going if he wants to get home and grade the quizzes he promised to hand back tomorrow before his date. With a smile he gathers his things, eyes twinkling as he grabs the mysterious dolphin from the bottom drawer, and hugging the gift he leaves for home.
xoxoxox
It is 6:55pm and Iruka is currently pacing back and forth in front of his front door. Anko, who came over to help dress him upon hearing the 'good news' from Izumo and Kotetsu shortly after the pair departed The Academy, currently resides snickering with the two devils across the room on Iruka's blue couch.
The ch�nin rolls his eyes at the trio. Then nervously runs his hand through his loose hair, eyes glancing briefly down at the outfit chosen for him.
Iruka has on what Anko deemed to be his "most bangin'" civilian clothes. Iruka loves the shirt she picked out, in fact on the short walk home from work Iruka decided on it as well. The turquoise button up is cotton satin blend. The texture borders on a silk feel but without appearing overly shinny or wrinkling ridiculously easy. The color so intense it would give the Caribbean ocean a run for its money and the shade pops beautifully against Iruka's naturally bronze skin. Anko's choice of pants is what worried the ch�nin . They were probably a size too small. Dark washed jeans that barely flared over the top of Iruka's black flip flops –Anko had insisted that flip flops, though how utterly trashy they appeared to Iruka, were all the rage. That argument ended up with Anko holding a kunai to Kotetsu's throat and Iruka quickly agreeing to wear whatever shoes Anko wanted so long as she let the ch�nin live.
Iruka rolls his eyes. Crazy bitch. Then resumes nervously pacing.
"Relax Iruka." Izumo calls from the couch.
"It's not like he hasn't already seen you naked." Kotetsu chides, snickering between the other two imposing guests.
Iruka shoots bandage boy a death glare and prays Anko was not paying attention.
She was.
Anko's mouth drops open. "WHAT? You didn't tell me that part Iruka!" She yells, jumping up from her seat and running to the nervous ch�nin . Anko grabs Iruka's shoulders and spins him to face her, a serious look on her face. "Details. Now."
Iruka rolls his eyes and glances at his watch. Meeting Anko's intense gaze he addresses the female j�nin. "Anko, its two minutes til 7. I cannot possible tell you anything in two minutes, but I promise I will tell you everything soon. Come by the mission room tomorrow night and I'll fill you in."
Luckily for Iruka, before Anko can protest, there is a knock at his door. Anko scrambles to smooth last minute fly-aways as Iruka steps up to the front door. Butterflies swirling frantically in his stomach, Iruka takes a deep breath and opens the door.
"On time for on—" Iruka's jest stops short as the man in front of him robs him of his breath. Anko's audible gasp can be heard from within the apartment. Izumo curses quietly under his breath while his other half cat calls softly, licking his lips.
Kakashi is dressed in snug obsidian dyed jeans, clinging to all the right places. His shoes are simple black canvas slip ons. A tight fitting onyx tee clings to his muscular frame, accentuating his muscular shoulders and giving his pale skin a silvery glow. Covering his face is a matching mask running down under his shirt, the slight curve of his lip visible like a tease through the light fabric. Sex personified.
Oh my gods.
Iruka has to remind himself to breath. The ch�nin 's heart is pounding out of his chest and somewhere in a tiny still functioning corner of his brain the ch�nin notes that he needs to close his mouth because he is in fact drooling. The two men stand there for over a minute, neither speaking, both entranced by the other. Kakashi audibly gulps.
Anko is the first to snap to and doing her duty as friend she pushes Iruka into the sexy shinobi. "Hi Kakashi" Anko purrs, winking at the pale nin around Iruka's shoulder. "Ya'll have fun! Iruka-kun, don't do anything I wouldn't do!"
Iruka's ears barely register his door shutting behind his back. Like a flash Kakashi's mask is down and his lips are on the ch�nin 's. Slowly Iruka's reenters their world. He starts kissing the older nin back. Kakashi's talent tongue is twirling in a heated dance in his mouth. Pale hands roam over taut tan frame. Iruka's senses are spinning out of control. His body is on fire, every nerve ignited, every touch magnified. His digs his hands into the lofty pale locks.
"Iruka" Kakashi pants into his mouth, hands grazing up the ch�nin 's side. He presses himself into the smaller man, pinning him against the door. "I want you so bad," he purrs into Iruka's ear, sweet breath sending chills down Iruka's sensitive body.
Iruka cannot find his voice so he grinds himself up into Kakashi's hardness. The older man's bulge apparent in his tight fitting jeans. The friction sets of Kakashi's sharingan, black swirling passionately within the red orb. Kakashi's hand slides under Iruka's shirt. Soft hands ghost over tan abs, eliciting goose bumps.
Kakashi latches pink lips onto Iruka's neck and the ch�nin throws his head back, banging it hard into the door.
"Can't take anymore." Iruka pants, "Transport us. My bedroom. Now."
Kakashi groans softly into the ch�nin 's neck, wrapping his long muscular arms around the hot body, fingers flying into the necessary signs.
Milliseconds after the world blacks out the pair land on Iruka's bed, the j�nin on top of the ch�nin .
Hands fly.
Clothes rip.
Tongues clash.
Finally naked Iruka grasps Kakashi's naked body and rolls over. Straddling the j�nin, Iruka peers down with lust filled chocolate eyes. He rocks his hips, grinding the two freed erections into each other. Kakashi moans.
"Please Iruka," he begs, passion filling his mismatched eyes.
Iruka groans. "Fuck Kakashi, you're so sexy when you beg," he mutters, stretching out over the paler man.
The ch�nin grasps pale wrists and pins them above Kakashi's silver head. "Suck" he orders, roughly shoving tan digits into the j�nin's mouth. Kakashi swirls his tongue lazily around Iruka's fingers, taking time to nip and suck each digit. Iruka moans at the sensual sensation.
The ch�nin removes his lubed fingers from Kakashi's mouth and quickly slicks his own cock. Moving down the taut pale body Iruka kisses and nips down silver abs. Reaching the pale erection Iruka pauses and locks eyes with the older man. Licking his lips, Iruka swallows Kakashi fully, his tip reaching down the ch�nin 's tight throat. Kakashi moans loudly as Iruka sucks and swallows his length. As the ex ANBU groans in bliss Iruka slips two soaked digits into the tight pale heat. Stretching him slowly, Iruka groans around the length.
Fuck he's tight.
Slipping in a third and fourth digit, Iruka continues his wet assault on the pale length, sucking, kissing, licking, nibbling, reducing the usually reserved j�nin to a moaning writhing mess as he gently stretches the impossibly tight hole.
Releasing the pale length with a pop, Iruka gazes up at the moaning man.
"Gods Kakashi" Iruka moans, slowly rolling his fingers around inside the other nin.
Where is it?
Suddenly Kakashi cries out, back arching in pleasure. Mismatched eyes roll back into the pale head.
There it is.
Iruka presses into the sweet spot again. The ch�nin 's gaze pauses intensely upon the j�nin's body. Doe eyes watch as Kakashi's body shudders. Pale frame trembling graciously in ecstasy.
Leaning over his lover Iruka removes his fingers and kisses pink lips.
"Ready baby?"
"Please" Kakashi pants, barely able to catch half a breath, grinding his needy body up into the ch�nin 's muscular frame.
Iruka rocks back on his heels, one hand lining up his generous length with Kakashi's hot entrance. The ch�nin pauses, inhaling a deep breath. Rolling forward Iruka pushes his tip in. Kakashi howls. Deep voice a messy mixture of pleasure and pain.
"Don't stop" he groans, rolling his hips up, sliding more of Iruka's head in.
Vision blurring in pleasure, Iruka slowly slides himself in. Kakashi's eyes close, his tight body clenching tightly around Iruka, squeezing the ch�nin harshly.
"Fuuuuuck." Iruka hisses through clenched teeth. He dare not breathe let alone speak for fear he will lose his resolve to wait until Kakashi adjusts.
As Kakashi starts to move his hips, Iruka's bedroom door busts open. A blu og green, blue, and brown fills the room, coming to rest at the foot of the bed. Three bodies hit the floor outside the doorway.
"The fuck!" Iruka yells, flipping himself off Kakashi who throws himself under the covers. The ch�nin lands in a crouch facing the doorway, pillow comically shielding him from prying eyes.
Oh hell no.
Standing in front him is none other than Genma -the cock blocking, senbon sucking idiot.
Iruka growls, eyes narrowing dangerously on the special j�nin. "Didn't anyone teach you to knock?"
Genma gulps, holding out a white classified envelop infront of him. Adverting his eyes from his angry friend he clears his throat. "Ano, Hatake, I'm sorry to interrupt but you have an urgent mission. You will meet your team at the gates in 30." Genma quietly hands Iruka the white envelope, bowing his head in apology.
"Gomensai Iruka. I would-" the senbon wielder is cut off.
"No Genma. I understand. Thanks." The ch�nin smiles warmly, blushing slightly. Iruka's gaze moves towards his door. Frowning Iruka, still covering himself, stands up and crosses the room. Looking down he narrows his eyes.
"Anko, Izu, Ko. Get the fuck off my floor and go back in the living room. I'll be out there shortly." Motioning for Genma to join them Iruka closes the wood door after the j�nin leaves. "Perverts." He mutters, throwing himself back onto his bed.
Kakashi peers out from under the comforter. "Are they gone?"
"Yeah," Iruka answers moving to lay beside the paler man. Taking Kakashi into his arms Iruka pulls the older man into his embrace. "Can we finish this when you get back?" the ch�nin asks softly.
"Yeah Ruru. We can." Kakashi kisses Iruka passionately then rises from the bed.
Shit. He's leaving... What if something bad happens? What if he's killed?
Iruka's face quivers slightly, fighting back tears.
What if he's killed?
Iruka releases a small sob.
Slipping on his clothes Kakashi turns to the softly crying ch�nin in the bed.
"Ruru?" he questions softly crossing the room to take the teacher into his arms. "What's wrong?"
Iruka buries his head into Kakashi's chest, tan hand wiping stray tears off his soft cheeks.
"Be careful ne?"
Kakashi stands, pulling Iruka into a hard embrace.
"Of course," he whispers, "Of course."

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