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Odd Admiration Chapter 7	By : hatochan Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 930 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Notes

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Story Notes

- The first chapters of this story can be found at my ffnet account under the same penname, or the kakairu.comm on lj under chikatai. This is only here because of the smex.

- This occurs several months after the events of Show and Tell. For anyone trying to keep track, it's late summer/early fall, the begnning of the school year. And a few months before Fuyu's " Between the Journey and the Rest".

Warnings: Explicit malexmale sex, Coarse language, malexmale sexual dialogue, biseinen-ai, yaoi, etc.

Disclaimer: Naruto and its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

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Odd Admiration

Chapter 7

"So we should hurry, huh? "

Kakashi had been right.
Iruka had soothed the upset child by the time the jounin had returned with Genji, the golden eyes half lidded and her hand weakly making one sign over and over again. Iruka smiled as the boy took his cargo and Toranoko instantly stilled. " Are you okay, Genji-kun?"
" Yes, sensei." The little brunette nodded and eased his friend back into her sleeping bag, laying down beside her. Ko-chan immediately flung one arm over the boy, snuggling flush with his body and sound asleep within seconds. Genji also closed his eyes and his breathing evened out soon after.
Their sensei had stood a moment looking down at them. Kakashi had watched the chuunin as he did so, thoughts as wild and foolish as his feelings for his beloved.

He would've made the perfect father. If he didn't already have a hundred brats each school year to worry about, I'd adopt one for him.

Then Iruka had returned to his bedroll, stretching out and resting his head on a spare blanket. He smiled at the jounin still staring at him. " You need a pillow?" The soft whisper managed to be both flip and sincere all in one breath.
Kakashi grinned under his mask, quickly settling down on the floor perpendicular to his lover, laying his head on Iruka's stomach. The gentle rise and fall that accompanied the chuunin's breathing lulled Kakashi to sleep...
... when he awoke, Kakashi first noticed that his pillow was gone, then the fact that the gym was filled with late morning sunshine, and that a pair of green eyes were staring down at him from under an unruly thatch of crimson. What the...

" Iruka-sensei! He's awake!" Kenshin called out over his shoulder. The boy turned back around to face the jounin, a finely arched eyebrow aimed at the silver headed man. " You missed breakfast, you know. Iruka-sensei took us outside to eat under the trees. "
Sitting up, Kakashi yawned so big he thought his head would split in half, idly scratching at his jaw line through the mask. " Uh huh."
" Me and Akinori-kun jumped in the piles of leaves and Iruka-sensei made us rake them back up."
" You know, you're awfully chipper for someone who slept less than 4 hours sitting up against a pile of wood and steel and then had field rations for breakfast. " Kakashi drawled, gazing solemnly at the child standing over him. I can function after a night like that, but I am never chipper unless Iruka and a full course breakfast are involved.

" Iruka-sensei says it's because I'm full of the Spirit of Youth ." Kenshin's smile faltered and a thoughtful expression replaced the carefree look. " I don't really know what that means, though."

Oh kami, he's quoting Gai. He's going to psychologically scar these kids. Kakashi silently bemoaned his situation, once again in the spotlight with a youngster needing an explanation. " Well, you see..."
Apparently the gods had seen fit to give the jounin a reprieve. Before Kakashi could fumble through another awkward conversation with a pre-teen, Kenshin lost interest and darted off to join some of the other boys in a game of shinobi hide-n-seek. He noticed Ko-chan sitting by the bleachers, engrossed in one of at least three dozen scrolls laying haphazardly around her, bare faced and seemingly unaffected by the night terrors of only hours ago.
" Hungry?" Kakashi looked up into the lovely scarred face of his lover, Iruka approaching him with a ration bar in one extended hand. The chuunin was smiling brightly, as usual. " I managed to save you a ration bar, the kids love these things. Akinori-kun put away seven before I could set a limit." Iruka chuckled as he crouched down.
The jounin accepted the foil wrapped package, fingers just brushing the golden skin as he took the bar. " That'll change once they've had to live on them for a few months. You could've gotten me up when you got up." Kakashi pulled the shiny paper apart at the seam and smiled when he found a Stone protein bar inside. They tasted so much better than the Leaf standard issue rations.
Iruka apparently saw the happy glint in his single eye. " I had some from all the hidden villages, just to show them what they can expect when scavenging on a mission. I know you like the Stone rations best... and so does Akinori-kun, now. I had to literally pry that out of his hands." The brunette cast a quick glance over the gymnasium, checking on his students. " I didn't see any reason to wake you up yet. You looked so comfortable and I know you haven't had much sleep lately."
" But it looks bad for a jounin to sleep in when pre-genin are up and bouncing off the walls."
" I told them that the earmark of a good senior shinobi was sleeping in whenever possible."
Kakashi couldn't help but smirk at that, recalling all the times the chuunin had berated him for sleeping late, but he didn't challenge his lover. He accepted it as the gift that it was and chomped on his breakfast, face hidden by Iruka's crouching form. Mmmmmm, tastes like berries. Wonder if 'Ruka has any more of these at his flat.

He had just swallowed the last bit of chewy goodness when a general uproar came from the other side of the gymnasium. The dark mask was pulled back into place and Kakashi peered around his lover to see Sakura standing just inside the wide font doors, the pink haired chuunin surrounded by Iruka's oldest class. The students were all clamoring for her attention, from Rinmei's emphatic gestures towards her oddly styled hair to Kenshin's oddly possessive position at the older kunoichi's side.
" Kenshin-kun has something of a crush on Sakura-san." Iruka had apparently caught the jounin's curious glance. " He tends to claim her when she stops by."
Sakura turned her pale green eyes towards her elders and waved cheerfully, unperturbed by her redheaded guardian. " Good morning, Iruka-sensei! Kakashi-sensei! Sorry I'm a bit late." She managed to work her way over to the bleachers amidst the group of hyper pre-teens, tossing her overstuffed bag onto the bottom row of wooden seats. " I ran into Kiba-kun on his way to the hospital. He broke his ankle jumping from some girl's bedroom window, running from her father. I had to cover his tracks to give him enough time to escape. " The pink hair swung around her face as she shook her head. " He should know better than to mess with the daughter of a jounin who works under Morino-san. Gonna have something broken off one of these days."
The older shinobi chuckled. Kakashi lazily rolled to his feet, the academy sensei standing as well and pulling another ration bar from his vest pocket. " No problem, Sakura-san. This is the last one, don't let Akinori-kun get it. " Iruka threw the bar like a kunai, his aim just as accurate as if it was a weapon, Sakura snatching it out of the air with ease. " Kakashi-sensei and I are going to be straightening up the infirmary and replacing the supplies we're using for the lessons. " He pointed towards the piles of bandaging and balms and splints on the fold out table. " That should be more than enough to get you through the demonstrations. Oh, and Toranoko-chan has been reading up on some of the advanced chakra healing techniques so I'm sure she's full of questions this morning."
The dark headed child immediately exploded into sign, hands moving rapidly through the complex shapes and Sakura appeared to be reading them flawlessly as she responded in her joyful voice and her own hand signs.
The scene sparked a memory in Kakashi as he and the chuunin exited the gym and headed towards the infirmary. " Hey, Iruka. Last night, Ko-chan was making a sign that I didn't recognize."
Iruka turned curious eyes on the jounin. " When was that?"
" When I came back with Genji-kun. She was making this sign over and over." Kakashi imitated the odd finger movements as best he could and dragged his hand back and forth across the middle of his face.
A grin was the brunette's immediate response. " That's her pet name for Genji-kun, it's shorter than signing his name in full. " Iruka gave a better performance, explaining the two separate gestures. " It's a loose version of the signs for 'dog' and 'eyes', basically it means 'puppy eyes'; for her, Genji-kun's eyes are his most outstanding feature. She has short forms for almost everyone. " The chuunin laughed lightly and stuck his hand over his own face on the diagonal, covering his mouth and right eye. " This is your sign when she's not being formal, and this is mine. " Iruka splayed his fingers atop his dark crown and then swung the hand down to slash one finger over his horizontal scar. He stuck his hands into his pockets as they continued down the empty hallway. " I'm sure she signed properly when she was conversing with you yesterday. The short forms are for casual conversations with friends and family." The brunette took a right turn into a brightly lit hallway, the walls lined with childish finger paintings and slightly more mature ' When I grow up I want to be...' drawings. Kakashi found it amusing to see the crudely drawn shinobi, a few hokage, and even one of himself, complete with silver hair and orange book. Iruka continued talking as he pushed through two sets of doors. " And Genma, dear kami. He uses, and teaches her as he does, so many unflattering and perverse short forms it's like an entirely different language."
They entered the infirmary, making a beeline for the large supply closet in the back. Iruka swung the door open and ushered the older shinobi inside. Kakashi looked around the shelving crowded room, noticing the gaping holes where the supplies had been stocked, his mind still focused on the conversation even as the heavy door shut behind them. " That's a good thing to have between them, though. They can communicate with each other without an enemy's knowledge, it's a great tool. She should teach it to all her teammates in the future." He shimmied his way through a narrow row of cases filled with bandaging, sneaking a few rolls into his vest. Running low at home.

" Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of. Do you know what her old short form of Aoba was?"
" Uh, sunglasses?"
Iruka shook his head, stopping in a bit of space between some balms and a refrigerated case. He curled the fingers of one hand, bringing them to his groin and making an unmistakable jerking motion.
The dark mask moved with Kakashi's laughter. " Something tells me that's Genma's short form for a lot of people."
" Not funny. See, she just picked that up from Genma because he wasn't paying attention. He still doesn't understand that kids are much more observant than he thinks and they are true copy nin; instant mimicry." Iruka grumped slightly, picking up a clipboard and scanning the handwritten rows. " And yes, he uses that quite a bit, but it's nothing compared to his old short form for you. "
" What does he use for-umphfff!" The kiss was unexpected, and yet not. Kakashi knew Iruka would intentionally bait him at times, getting him riled up just so the chuunin could silence him with lips and tongue, a much beloved game between them. When it ended, the jounin slipped both arms around the younger man's waist, keeping him from pulling away, not that there was much room to.
" He doesn't use it anymore, at least not often. " Iruka smiled sweetly, his own embrace tightening.
" Mmmmm." Kakashi was no longer concerned with the senbon shinobi. He had a lovely chuunin in his grasp and a semi-private space and a need that had been building over the past three nights. " How long will Sakura-chan's lesson last?" He could feel his mask moving as he spoke, the dark material still hooked over his chin.
Iruka's smile grew. " Not sure, and she may need something from here that I forgot, so she may run in to grab extras. "
" So we should hurry, huh?" The silver headed man leaned forward, pushing his lover against the nearest shelving unit full of small glass bottles, Iruka's back colliding with the edges. Kakashi's hips ground lightly into the neighboring swell. " But I promise to make it good, despite the time constraints."
Deep throated laughter answered. " You always do, 'Kashi love."
Without further ado, both flies were unbuttoned and hardening lengths withdrawn from the cloth confines. Pale and golden flesh danced over their counterparts as vests were discarded, shirts pulled past bellies, pants pushed past hips. The jounin pushed his hitai-ate up to stare unimpeded . " Mmmm, 'Ruka." Kakashi's mouth roamed over his lover's chest, kissing the scars, teasing the dusky nipples that were standing at attention even before their covering was removed. The jounin sucked on the little nubs, tasting the hint of sweat and faded soap.
" Oh, kami, ahhh." Iruka gasped and sighed, lips parted and neck arched back. He thrust his chest up into the hot wet mouth. " Ahhh, K-Kakashi, get the lube from- oh kami right there!- from my vest pocket" The brown hand slapped awkwardly at the flak vest hooked on the shelf ledge, knuckles smacking the glass bottles lined up so neatly behind him. The sharp rattling filled the room. " It's in- whoa!"
Kakashi nearly lifted the younger man off his feet, hands cupping well muscled cheeks, squeezing. He pushed his tongue far into Iruka's mouth, tickling and torturing by turns as his fingers ground their hips together. The jounin growled when Iruka nipped at the invading tongue and began kissing his exposed face. The growl was followed by a yelp as his bare ass was soundly smacked. " Damnit! " Kakashi threw his head back, moaning, the sting of his curved flesh instantly causing milky drops to leak from his cock.
" Told you I'd have to spank you." The chuunin moved down the side of the slender neck, sucking huge welts onto Kakashi's pale skin and leaving crescent indentations. Iruka's voice was soft and steady between his damaging kisses, little catches in his breath when the silver haired man would touch upon a particularly sensitive spot. " Besides, turnabout is fair play."
" But I haven't spanked you in nearly a month." Kakashi smirked arrogantly.
" But you have marked me." Iruka touched the outside edge of his lover's left eye and then pointed to the reflective metal surface of a nearby autoclave.
Confused gray swerved to take in his appearance. The little flash of pale skin that was normally all anyone ever saw of his face was now a bright mottled red, with the promise of darker bruising later on. Sneaky little bastard did it when he smacked me. Kakashi imagined how it would look hovering between his mask and hitai-ate. " It's going to look like a black eeeeeyyyyyyeeeee." His whine was exceptionally pronounced, he blamed it on being surrounded by brats for so long. " People are going to think I got beat up."
At Iruka's highly amused laughter, the jounin turned back and gave his own patented wicked grin. Before the brunette even had time to question the sudden change in expression his wrists were bound together and securely tethered to the top shelf, Kakashi pressing him into the cold metal and glass. " What are you- 'Kashi?" Iruka gasped and struggled lightly against the gauze bandaging tied about his hands, his arms stretched over his head, standing on his toes to keep his weight from pulling the entire case over. " We don't have time for a bondage session."
" Not a bondage session, beloved." Kakashi murmured heatedly into the caramel colored neck, teeth nipping but not marking as his lover had done. He had bigger plans than simple hickeys. " It's punishment for a bad sensei."
Iruka stiffened at the title like Kakashi knew he would, the jounin nearly losing his grip on the man. There was a silent beat before the brunette protested. " Don't call me that, Kakashi."

Still hung up over it. One day, I swear... " But you are a sensei." Kakashi pulled an unseen pout. He jerked upwards on the fleshy globes, pulling Iruka off his feet. The strong legs folded over the older man's hips, knees almost bumping the back of Kakashi's shoulders, the dark material of the chuunin's pants still preventing cock to belly contact. But that would be remedied soon. " Mmmm, I won't say it if you kiss me again."
Iruka's mouth was hot and wet and just forceful enough to keep his lover on edge. Little moans and gasps tumbled from the chuunin's lips until the shinobi parted and he was able to speak again. " Ahhh, 'Kashi love, we-we have to hurry before- " The softly strained words ended in a cry as his golden flesh was struck.
" One. " Kakashi counted off the first smack. He drew back enough to watch his lover's reaction, always mesmerized by Iruka's exquisite responsiveness. He knew the chuunin loved to be spanked as much as he did, though Kakashi lacked the dolphin's advanced technique. He can keep me screaming and cumming for hours, just smacking my ass in that infuriating pattern of his. Lucky for me, he seems to like the simpler disciplinary version; just a few hard whacks on those beautiful cheeks. He smoothed over the target area, fingertips brushing over the scar on the under curve of one buttock. Kakashi raised his hand again and let it fly just as Iruka pushed his groin into the jounin's stomach. "Two."
Crying out again, Iruka struggled with his restraints, his arms given a small amount of slack when he was picked up. " Oh kami, Kakashi please!"
" Please what?" Kakashi purred into the delicate shell like ear, reaching up to tighten the gauze rope, removing the slack. He pressed heavily into Iruka's upper body, hearing the little jars clack and shake. The sharp jangling of glass was more pronounced as Kakashi spanked the chuunin once more, the hit startling in the quiet room. " Three."
Instead of screaming, Iruka sucked in a great lungful of air and leaned forward to bite Kakashi's jaw line very very hard. The jounin jerked back and glared at the dolphin. Sable eyes stared back, challenging. Kakashi clucked his tongue. " Oh, you are going to get it now." As if you didn't plan it that way, my sexy beloved.

A pale hand closed around a small blue jar, saving it from falling to the concrete floor. " Let's put those teeth to good use." Kakashi placed the lid in Iruka's mouth, letting him sink his pearly enamels into the edge of the top. When the chuunin had a firm grip, his lover twisted the jar, the lid turning and coming off in Iruka's mouth. Kakashi took the little metal circle and dropped it, ignoring it as it rolled off into the shadows. He allowed the brunette a moment to catch his breath, Iruka still panting heavily from the stimulation, the anticipation, the simple strain of keeping his body pulled taut.
The smell of mild eucalyptus mixed with an assortment of herbs filled his nostrils, the balm obviously meant for small wounds and burns. Kakashi palmed the jar and dug his fingers into the creamy solid, loading up the index and middle with an off white glob. He managed to set the jar back onto the shelf without getting the fragrant balm everywhere. " You're going to smell like an herbalist until your next shower, or like Naruto after a weeklong training session. " Kakashi snickered as he ran his lips up and down the solid column of neck, breathing hotly over the smooth skin. He could feel Iruka trembling. " You okay, beloved?" The whisper flowed softly into the dark hair just above the chuunin's ear. Kakashi was very adept at reading Iruka during their play, but it never hurt to ask.
" Kami-fucking-sama, just do me!" Iruka grit out between clenched teeth, every muscle and tendon standing out in sharp relief

Oh sweet... The jounin recognized that tone very well, his lover wound tightly, ready to burst. Kakashi looked down at the rounded head peeping over the pants barrier, purple and weeping thickly. The sight sent a shiver down the older man's spine, settling in the pit of his stomach to fuel his own heated lust. " Ohhhh, Iruka beloved." Kakashi's voice was shaky as he spoke the endearment. He leaned closer, mouth firmly latching onto the caramel colored flesh at the joining of neck and shoulder. Teeth sunk into the large muscle as he brought a hand to Iruka's rear crease.
The dark head flew back, knocking several jars over onto the shelf, rolling dangerously close to the edge. Iruka groaned loudly.
Kakashi pushed his lubed fingers into the tight hole and kept them there despite the protest of clenching flesh. He knew Iruka wanted it hard and fast, to feel the raw friction and overwhelming pressure filling him. Kakashi wanted it just as badly. Fingers twisting inside the hot passage, the silver haired shinobi spread the digits as far as possible, smearing as much balm onto the inner walls as he could. It was a familiar routine, the forced entry just on the edge of violent, as many fingers as the chuunin could take without tearing, rapid stretching; the quickest, most efficient manner to prepare his lover for their hurried coupling.
" 'Ruka, 'Ruka, sexy... so sexy. " Pale fingers pumped in and out of the firm ass, convincing the muscles to make room for a third. Kakashi held the brunette tightly, feeling every tremor and whimper that vibrated throughout the tan body. He continuously whispered into the sweaty skin, the sable hair, mouth moving over Iruka in soothing caresses as three fingers impaled the chuunin.
Iruka arched up at the added intrusion, his cry weak. " Ohhhh, Kakashi. Please, pleasepleaseplease..." He drew in a great breath and released a series of pants, hot breath blowing through the nearby silver hair.
" Mmmm." Kakashi licked over his lover's collarbones, sucking lightly to distract the man from the intense sensations elsewhere. He finger fucked Iruka swiftly, shoving and twisting and opening. More balm was dug from the jar and pushed into the chuunin on the tips of the three fingers. The last insertion was brisk, merely adding more lube to the passage. Kakashi reached down and pulled his cock to rest along his lover's crease, smearing the remaining herbal balm over the pulsing length. Mismatched eyes closed briefly at his own touch.
Frantic thrusts against his stomach, with his cock sliding along golden flesh, brought his attention back to matters at hand. Kakashi maneuvered his length into the tight slick hole, pushing in with very little effort, only the sheer tightness offering any resistance. He was buried to the hilt in seconds with Iruka�s voice groaning his name. Pale hands, white knuckled with strain, dug into the luscious flesh of the chuunin�s rear, moving him up and down on the impaling cock. � Nghnnnn, ah �Ruka beloved.� Kakashi thrust sharply into the heat.
� AHH!�
Gray and crimson watched the watery spurts erupt from the trapped cock, striping the dark pants, a few drops hitting Kakashi�s bare belly. He kept up the aggressive movements, Iruka�s member remaining stiff and purple tinged. The jounin�s mind supplied the well known explanation that simply ignited a brighter fire in his groin. Prostate ejaculation. It was a common occurrence for Iruka to cum from only prostate stimulation, with little to no contact to his manhood. It was one of the little things about the chuunin that appealed to the elder shinobi in all sorts of lurid ways. Seeing his lover�s display pushed Kakashi that much closer to the edge that he had been walking for the past few days, Iruka�s strained trembling seeping into his own frame.
� Oh nghnnahhhh, �Kashi�Kashi�Kashikashikashikashhhhhiiiiiiiii...� The loose strands of sable hair swung freely by Iruka�s cheek, glistening with sweat. His lips opened and closed at random, heated moans spilling out in a constant stream, feeding both their desires.
The jounin could only growl back, low in his throat, as he pumped his hips furiously into his lover. Kakashi couldn�t even raise his head to watch Iruka during the act as he normally did, his gaze transfixed by the swollen member sliding between their bellies and the pants barrier. He lifted one leg and shoved his foot onto the lowest shelf, knocking over the boxes already sitting there. Bringing his thigh upwards to provide a bit more support for his lover, Kakashi felt secure enough to slide one hand to the cock pistoning between their bodies. The black utilities felt rough against his wrist as he curled his hand around the brunette's distended flesh. " Oh beloved, Iruka-ahhhh ah! " The chuunin's body clenched tightly around Kakashi's length, a response to his touch, his voice. " Oh kami, talk to me, 'Ruka. Tell me how it feels."
Iruka groaned loudly and thrust forward, gaining more contact with his pale lover. Words began to tumble from the chuunin's lips, mixed with a low keening sound, like a wounded animal. " So b-big, 'Kashi, beautiful! Ohahhh ah ah spli-splitting me apart- nghnnn- and hitting so-so deep OH KAAAAASSSSHHHHHHIIIIII!!!"
It had only taken a few strokes of Kakashi's hand, his thumb smearing the first incomplete ejaculation over the darkened head, to send Iruka over the edge into blissful oblivion. The golden body stiffened and arched, several glass jars falling victim to the sharp hits on the shelves, shattering on the cement floor, their aromatic contents mingling with the earthy musk being generated by the two shinobi.
And it had only taken a few words from the chuunin's mouth to push his lover into the overwhelming prismatic haze. " Iruuuuuuuukkkkaaaaa..." Kakashi felt more than saw the gushing warmth that enveloped his hand, just one among many sensations that jumbled together to create his orgasm. His hips pumped sporadically, the rhythm lost, the clenching heat restricting his cock's movement, his previous hardness slowly lessening with each explosion as his essence was shot deep into the chuunin's body. Kakashi pressed his sweaty forehead against his lover's shoulder. " Beloved, beloved, 'Ruka, so beautiful..."
The jounin felt hot breath pouring into his ear, carrying Iruka's voice with it. " ... love you, love you, loveyouloveyou'Kashiloveyouloveyou..."
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Kakashi watched as Iruka rubbed his wrists for the twenty-seventh time since leaving the supply closet ( after a short recovery time followed by thirty minutes of clean up) , the bandage restraints having chafed the brown skin. The sight left the jounin with mixed feelings. On one hand, he felt bad about injuring his lover even in such a small way. On the other hand... I marked him as mine. Every time he looks down, or feels that little sting, he'll remember that I was the one who put it there. And everyone else who sees it will know that he's MINE. And anyone who sees this hickey adornign my temple will know that I'm HIS.

They both reeked of eucalyptus ointment.

As soon as the two men entered the gymnasium they were bombarded by an assortment of sights and sounds, all shocking yet enormously hilarious.
Sakura stood in the middle of the huge space, a young boy dangling from each of her outspread arms, her fists clenched in their collars. " Stop it, you two!"
" But he touched you!" Kenshin screamed out, frantically grasping for his katana but unable to pull them from the twisted harness on his back due to the kunoichi's hold on his shirt. He settled for aggressive kicking, emerald eyes flashing dangerously. " He grabbed your hand!"
" She doesn't belong to you, you redheaded freak!" Akinori yelled back, fists swinging, dark hair waving as he tried to escape the young woman's grip. " And I was just trying to show her something!"
That sparked another wave of furious struggling as the rest of the class took up defensive positions around the trio. Genji was closest, looking ready to jump into the fray at the kunoichi's notice, hands already twisting into a length of chakra infused rope. He was standing protectively in front of a wide eyed Ko-chan, a smile quirking the corners of her bare mouth.
" I see everything is going as expected." Iruka mumbled quietly.
Kakashi stood back as his lover charged forward, rescuing the older girl, reprimanding the culprits, taking charge of the situation. The small limp in his gait wasn't even noticeable, unless one was looking for it. The jounin's single gaze took in the entire scene, absorbing it, letting it sink into his memory.

Little moments like these...

Kakashi stuck his hands in his pockets and smiled brightly behind his dark mask.
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