unbeta'd because I live DANGEROUSLY.
This is the shortest thing ever. It's a "I'm sorry" for being gone forever and a day. I was in Santa Clara with my Gram and I thought I would have my net, but I didn't and yeah, it sucked. Anyway, this is for anyone who missed me and my stories (if anyone). Chu!
Snack
By: Sauv
Often times Iruka found it impossible to hide anything from a certain silver haired Jounin. Kakashi just seemed to know him inside out. He could always tell if Iruka was lying or insecure about something or nervous or scared no matter how hard he tried.
Kakashi-sensei, after all, was a genius.
So when he snuck out at two in the morning to get a sweet snack he probably shouldn't have been surprised to find Kakashi already there, eyes curve upward, waiting for him.
"Iruka-sensei, you've been hiding something from me." He said in a sing songy voice, his hands entwined. He was barefaced but it wasn't like Iruka hadn't seen his face before.
"Uh…no." Iruka said nervously, "I was just getting some water."
Kakashi's eyes twinkled.
"Ah, so there's nothing in the third drawer of the second cupboard you want to share? Nothing behind the peanut butter and between the Fritos and Lays?" He asked sweetly.
Iruka swore inwardly.
Initiate plan A (distract Kakashi from the sweety goodness).
"Ah, but why share food when we could share something else?" Iruka asked coyly, one hand slipping under his boxer shorts. Kakashi eyed him.
"We can do that later," He said, disinterested.
Iruka spluttered. What!
Plan B (make him feel guilty then he'll nurse his poor teary eyed dolphin back to bed and forget about the yummy goodness).
"Am I not satisfying enough anymore?"
Queue chibi eyes.
Kakashi looked bored.
"Yes you are."
Iruka was exasperated.
Plan C, (distract the Jounin with a clever subtle hint to steer him away from the lovely yum yums).
"OH MY GOD LOOK OVER THERE!" He pointed dramatically to the opposite wall. Kakashi didn't even blink.
Plan D through Y had no effect either.
Iruka panted, his hands on his knees. Kakashi smiled. Ah, Iruka-chan, he giggled inwardly.
Iruka inched into the connected family room to pull out his Plan Z. This could no fail! Of course, it was going to be harsh on his ass afterwards. But Iruka was willing to make that sacrifice.
"Oi!" Iruka yelled and dived into the kitchen, chucking a small red book at his lover's face. Kakashi snatched it and opened it. Perverted giggles and a light blush issued.
He always used that thing like a damn guide.
Iruka inched to the kitchen quietly. He was like a mouse sneaking to the third drawer of the second cupboard behind the peanut butter and between the Fritos and the Lays. He sat criss-cross on the floor and opened his prize.
Oh, he though as he lifted a single chocolate covered cherry.
Bliss, pure bliss.
"Oh, Iruka-sensei! Where's our chocolate sauce?"
End
ending note: Dude, my leg is itchy. Oh, I have a SMUTTY bleach fan fiction IchiIshi, if anyone's interested. I was thinking of sneaking it on here, think it'll be worth it? hmmm.