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All For the Sake of Pleasure	By : Kanemoshi Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Kakashi/Iruka Views: 8217 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
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Chapter Four

Iruka stretched back in his chair, taking a deep breath as he counted his blessings. All of his students' papers were read, graded, and ready to be returned in the morning. It was a teacher's dream come true! And to think it was only six in the evening! He still had hours left for personal time, at least one of which would be used in a steaming bath to help with his aching muscles.

Two weeks had gone by since his sexual adventure with Kakashi, but his body still felt strangely weak, so he hadn't gone ahead and finished the mission for Tsunade. He needed to be back in perfect health if he wanted to survive another night with the man! He had told the Hokage he was waiting until he had recuperated from that night before finishing the mission, but she, much like Naruto and the others, didn't know the identity of Iruka's lover. Thankfully, she wasn't in the village when all those rumors of Kakashi's sexual prowess were running rampant so many years ago, or else she might have figured it out on her own.

"Oi, Iruka-sensei!" Iruka looked up at the classroom doorway and, seeing just the woman he had been thinking about, his face broke out into a grin. "What are you still doing here? You should be off relaxing!"

"Konbanwa, Hokage-sama," he replied as he stood to bow to the blonde entering the room. Still standing, Iruka rubbed a sore arm as he studied the well-endowed woman. "I was just finishing some grading. I was about to leave for the night. Was there something you needed?" he asked as he went back to the stacks of papers on his desk, and started filing them into their respective drawers.

"Just wanted to see how my favorite transgender teacher was," Tsunade replied with a smirk of her own. Transgender… it was true. That was, in a sense, what he was now, but it didn't mean that Iruka had to like her new nickname for him. At least she never mentioned that name unless they were alone and had no chance of being overheard. Iruka truly didn't want anyone outside his few friends and Tsunade knowing what he had done the other week.

Iruka was about to give her a piece of his mind where it concerned that stupid name, but couldn't seem to form the words. No, he couldn't even properly glare at her. Feeling the room start to spin around him, picking up speed in a stomach-turning mockery of the laws of physics, Iruka fell forwards as he closed his eyes to keep from seeing the world circling him. Clutching his desk, he could only hope that the room would right itself soon.

Though certain the world was playing a sick joke on him, Iruka still was aware of his surroundings enough to know that Tsunade was at his side, moving to help him into his chair. He couldn't hear anything other than the thundering of blood in his ears, but he had the feeling she was asking him what was wrong.

"Dizzy," he mumbled as he bowed in his seat, cradling his head in his hands between his knees. After a few sickening moments in this position, he started to feel a fraction better. It was enough of an improvement for him to open his eyes, and glance up between spread fingers to the blonde kneeling in front of him. One of her hands was on his wrist, checking his pulse while the other now moved to his forehead.

"You don't have a fever," Tsunade mumbled to herself, not stating the obvious and telling the teacher that his pulse was racing. She had seen many dizzy spells in her years as a medic, but they had a reason – blood loss, pain, or fever being the most common culprits. None of those things applied to Iruka, however. He might be a little tired, considering the insane hour he woke up every morning, but he wasn't exhausted enough to pass out. No, if he was that tired or sick, Iruka would have taken the day off. He wouldn't take the chance of spreading anything he might have picked up to his students.

"Just got up too quickly," Iruka panted before swallowing a lump in his throat. He didn't want to tell the over-protective woman that this wasn't the first time in the past few days that he found the world off-kilter, but knew that she should be informed in case it was something serious. A part of the teacher protested, knowing that he couldn't get sick now. There were only a few weeks left of classes and he certainly couldn't take time off.

"How many times has this happened?" Tsunade asked, reading the teacher's expression and knowing that Iruka was holding something back. She inwardly shook her head, wondering why shinobi saw the need to hide their symptoms from medical professionals. It made diagnosing them almost impossible!

"Third time today," Iruka admitted, swallowing back a bit of bile. Knowing that it was just a result of his dizziness, he saw no need to tell the Hokage he always had horrible motion sickness. He could never quickly spin in a circle because of it, which was one of the many reasons he remained an academy teacher even after all these years. The need to turn instantly would most certainly be what killed him if he ever went on a mission.

"Iruka!" She scolded him as she shifted so she could look into his eyes. His pupils seemed fine, but his face was so pale, she decided exactly what she had to do. "My office, now! We're giving you a full check up."

Two hours, numerous tests, and many embarrassing questions later, Iruka found himself sitting in the Hokage's chair in almost the same position he had been in his classroom. Unlike the other times during the day, this dizzy spell wasn't going away easily.

"Hm, just about everything seems normal. Just a little low blood sugar," Tsunade said as her eyes skipped over the papers in her hands. "What did you eat today, Iruka?" she asked as she glanced down at the teacher still cradling his head.

"Toast," he replied quietly, his voice hoarse from the number of times he had to choke back the urge to vomit. He was starting to reconsider his idea of not telling the woman he was feeling nauseous. "Please don't talk about food," he added, feeling his stomach beginning to rebel again. This time, however, he couldn't hold it down.

Had it not been for the Hokage's quick reflexes, Iruka would have covered her floor with the contents of his stomach. He instead hurled them into the proffered trash basket, coming up with nothing other than stomach acid and bile. The chuunin had to fight back the tears that were pricking his eyes. He hated being sick, especially in front of others.

"See… don't withhold information," Tsunade grumbled as she gingerly rapped the pages of test results on the teacher's head. "It's probably a bad stomach virus, which caused your nausea and the weakness. And your low blood sugar is from eating next to nothing all day." She sighed as she put the papers down on her desk, and then moved to Iruka's side to pull the loose tendrils of hair out of his face.

"Sorry," Iruka whimpered between dry heaves. For a moment, he considered asking the woman to put him out of his misery. His migraines were far better than this all-encompassing frailty and senseless need to purge his stomach. Finally, the sickness subsided and Iruka was able to sag back in the chair.

"No school, no work, no cleaning… I don't want you lifting a finger for at least five days. Just bed rest, plenty of liquids and crackers if you think you can hold them down," Tsunade commanded gently as she took the trash bin away from the pale-faced teacher. Iruka cracked a smile, nodding his head just to appease the woman, but she saw right through his attempt. "Doctor's orders and if you refuse to listen to me, I'll send Naruto over to be your nurse for the next week."

The threat of being babied by his little brother was worse than anything else the woman could have terrorized him with, so Iruka quickly nodded again, this time being truthful in agreeing to the woman's demands. With that, Tsunade transported him home where Iruka curled up under his covers and tried to rest, but sleep eluded him for several hours.

He couldn't shake the feeling that there was something wrong with Tsunade's diagnosis.

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Within a week, Iruka felt like a new man. His energy had returned, and perhaps there was a little extra bit of bounce to his step in those last few days at the academy before classes were let out for the summer. Iruka chalked up his renewed energy to a week of sleep, which was in fact what he had done. Naruto and Sasuke had to rouse him every several hours to eat something – having taken it upon themselves to make sure he was still eating – but other than those brief moments of consciousness, Iruka was blissfully dead to the world.

Busy in those final weeks at the academy, what with final tests and reports to worry about, he didn't finish Tsunade's bet nor did he give his quick-lived stomach bug another thought. He didn't have the time or the urge to do so, deciding to think about it later. It was too bad that his return to health didn't last that long.

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Iruka threw himself down in front of the toilet just in time. Heaving several times, the chuunin parted with his lunch. Ramen certainly didn't taste better the second time around, he came to realize, as he clung to the cool porcelain for dear life.

"That's it, Iruka! Throw up one more time and I'm dragging you, kicking and screaming, to see Baa-chan!" Naruto's voice was soft and nothing like his normal outbursts, which made Iruka sigh. He hated when his little brother showed such concern he felt guilty for something that really wasn't even his fault. Feeling someone kneel down next to him, Iruka felt a smile tug at his lips as Sasuke's cool fingers brushed against his forehead and cheeks, in order to catch his loose hair and hold it out of danger.

Knowing Naruto's squeamishness when it came to puking, he could easily place his brother far from the bathroom, but his words still offering support just as much as Sasuke's comforting presence. "This has been going on too long," Sasuke agreed with his lover, once Iruka's stomach had emptied itself. With his free hand, he helped Iruka lean back against the side of the tub. "On and off for over a month."

"Just bad ramen," Iruka protested weakly as he tilted his head back. It wasn't that he wasn't worried about his deteriorating health, but he despised the hospital, doctors – with the exception of Tsunade – and everything else involved with medicine. It reminded him too much of those weeks spent in the hospital after he had nearly died at Mizuki's hands.

"You're losing weight," Sasuke pointed out, knowing his blonde lover hadn't heard Iruka's newest reason for turning green and fleeing to the bathroom. So far, they had dealt with everything from 'sour milk' and 'bad food' to 'I had the mental image of Gai naked.' If nothing else, Iruka was creative in his excuses. "Naruto is right, you should see Tsunade."

"Traitor," Iruka hissed, but from the upturn of his lips, Sasuke knew that the brunet didn't hold it against him. Other than Naruto, Iruka was the most important person to Sasuke, and the Uchiha wasn't sure if he could stand having the teacher mad at him. Iruka was the older brother Sasuke had always dreamed about having as a child. "I'll see her tomorrow if it would make you two worrywarts feel better." This time, he spoke loud enough that Naruto could hear him from the other side of the apartment.

"I'm holding you to that, Iruka!" Naruto called from what Iruka could only guess was the kitchen – the farthest his brother could get without leaving the apartment entirely. It almost completely insured that Naruto wouldn't hear his gagging, which would have sent the blonde into his own vomiting fit.

"Tomorrow it is…" Iruka closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but had the sickening feeling that he wasn't going to like what Tsunade was going to tell him.
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