Title; The Right Way: A Love story in Three Acts
ACT 1: A chance meeting
by Hercat
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It took Iruka a few seconds to realise that his head hurt, the pain was that bad. But then he did, and the nausea hit too, and he lay there wishing he could just take his head off and perhaps put it on the shelf for a day or so until it had calmed down.
He carefully wrapped his hands around it as if it were a bomb that might go off.
"Headache?" Inquired a far-too-cheerful voice. Iruka slowly turned his head, which woke up his spine, which in turn notified him that his butt hurt. Really hurt.
Of course, Iruka wasn't paying attention to that, because he was staring at Hatake Kakashi from all of four inches away.
It was at this point that Iruka realised that he was naked.
"My head hurts," said Iruka, because that was about as far as his brain could get before shutting down.
"I'm not surprised," said Kakashi with a smile. "You were pretty drunk. Do you remember anything?"
Iruka carefully poked through his memories. They got fuzzy yesterday afternoon (at least he hoped that was yesterday) and there were only pieces after that.
"The Christmas Party?" ventured Iruka
"Yup."
"…Shiranui-san yodeling?"
"I'd forgotten that."
"Guy and the lampshade?"
"I was trying to forget that."
"…"
"Nothing else?"
"Not really, no."
"Saa, you missed all of the interesting bits," said Kakashi with a stretch that rolled the comforter back and clearly showed that he wasn't wearing anything either. That was when it really hit Iruka.
He curled up with his face in his hands. He couldn't believe he'd…for the first time…and with Hatake Kakashi who was technically his superior and even if they had Naruto in common, virtually a stranger.
And he couldn't even remember. That was somehow the worst.
"I'm so sorry," Iruka said. "What you must think of me…" he could feel tears prickle behind closed eyelids. Kami-Sama, please -no-. I will not cap this farce off by bursting into tears like a hysterical schoolgirl.
A large warm hand settled on his shoulderblade.
"Actually Iruka –" Iruka cut him off, bolting upright and smacking the comforter for emphasis.
"There's only one thing to do!" he proclaimed.
"Sou ka?" said Kakashi, looking ready to bolt.
"I refuse to have sex without remembering it. We'll just have to do it again!"
And so they did.