100 Themes fics

Title: Questioning

Pairing: Kakashi x Iruka

Rating: PG

Warnings: Yaoi M/M relationship, WAFF, no sexual content, COMPLETE, part of a chain

Summary: Sequel to Rejection and Flowers

Disclaimer: Kishimoto owns Naruto I just own a twisted mind and a plot. ;p



Written for 100 themes, gift for Vescas



Iruka stuck the flowers in a jar, filled it with water, and placed the strange looking bouquet on the counter. "Thank you," the brunette said, pulling out the teapot and filling it with water.



"I'm..." The jounin shifted nervously and Iruka wondered if the man had ever appologized before. "...sorry. It's just your..." he paused again, obviously considering his words "...offer caught me off guard."



"It's alright. Really, I should have known better so it was my own fault," he said, setting the water on to boil. "I mean, it's not as though it wasn't obvious; what with you carrying that damn orange book everywhere."



"I like the story," Kakashi said, leaning against the wall.



"Sorry, I wasn't trying to insult your reading choices. I just meant that it should have been obvious since..." He let his words trail off as he pulled cups down.



"And, I just meant that I read it because I enjoy the story and not just for the content." There was a disapproving note to statement and the chunin winced.



"I wasn't implying you were a pervert," Iruka said gritting his teeth. "Can you stop assuming that I'm trying to insult you for one conversation?" He clenched the tea cup and stared fixedly at the counter, not daring to meet the other man's eyes.



"I'm not the one making the assumptions, so no." Kakashi's voice rose slightly and Iruka heard the man take a deep breath. "If you'd listen and for fuck's sake look at me you'd know that."



"I was listening!" Iruka yelled, turning to glare at the silver-haired man. "There! I'm looking at you! Are you..." His words trailed off again as he stared at Kakashi's unmasked face.



"I'm sorry, I was an ass. I assumed it was some kind of prank and that somebody had put you up to it. And, I thought I was so damn clever to realize it, so I said the most hurtful things I could think of." Kakashi's voice shook with anger and regret and Iruka stared dumbstruck at the man. "I didn't come here to start another fight with you, so could you please stop putting words into my mouth. I assure you I'm quite capable of making an ass of myself, you don't need to do it for me. In case that wasn't already apparent."



"Oh!" Iruka blushed, embarrassed by his own stupidity. "Uh... nobody 'put me up to it,' just so you know."



"I know and I really am sorry for questioning your motives." Kakashi smiled hesitantly and Iruka felt his chest tighten at the sight. "I'd like to make it up to you if you'll let me." The chunin nodded slightly, unsure of what to say. "Over dinner then?"



"Okay..." Iruka said, still in shock. "Uh... your mask?"



Kakashi's smile grew and Iruka was amazed he managed to stay standing. "It got you to shut up didn't it?"



Iruka blushed again and turned to finish making the tea. "Oh."