Mission 10

Yanvi: this is my 2nd lengthy fan fiction for the beloved pair. It is amazing that I am so in love with them as it is so rare for me to write.

Anyway, enjoy!

Yanvi

15/9/2011 – KKS sensei's birthday!

p.s. I do not own the characters as Kishimoto sensei has the full ownership, I was just simply borrowing the names and their characters.

p.s.s. This contain lemon and yaoi. If you are under age, please kindly leave this page. Or if you believe you cannot accept any intimate scene, please also kindly leave this page. Thank you.

p.s.s. I have written the sidequel already, I know, I am strange. But anyway, check out on my profile, it is called Jikkai (10).

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For Scarecrow and Dolphin, as always

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Chapter 1

Hokage office, Konohagkure

An old man in a white with a red hat smoked peacefully at his desk. He was expecting 2 shinobi to show up, it would be great if things turn out okay, as this was an important mission that they needed to do. He looked into his glass ball that was on the table and tried to predict the future. Both of the shinobi that he was expecting were his most previous students, he hoped that after this mission, more interesting things to take place, as he has to admit that he was so glad that he has assigned Naruto and Sasuke with the men. With this connection, he hoped that there would be new link, new relationship. He smirked at his thoughts. But he quickly removed the smirk from his face when somebody knocked at the door. 'Come in,' he said. At the same time, a silver hair shinobi popped into the room though the window, while a black hair shinobi entered though the door.

'I have a special class B mission that I am going to assign you two to do,' said the old man while he quickly threw a scroll to the silver hair shinobi, 'Kakashi, it is essential that you work properly with Iruka.'

The silver hair shinobi quickly scanned though the scroll and threw it to the black hair shinobi. 'If Iruka-sensei dares to do it, then I have no problem, give us a month to complete.' He quickly glazed around and moved towards a blue sofa and causally threw his body into it.

The black hair shinobi studied the scroll carefully. His face turned white and then red, and then black. 'Hokage-sama, you sure…Kakashi sensei and I… is there any better shinobi to send out?'

'Unfortunately, no,' Sandaime replied nonchalantly, 'it has been agreed by the fujoshi in the village that you and Kakashi is the best match. Unless you can suggest a better match, I doubt that I can discharge you from this mission.'

'Fujoshi…' Iruka shook his body and his face turned even blacker. 'Then why we accept this mission in the first place when it is so highly unlikely that we can find the suitable shinobi to complete the mission?' he moaned; hope this was just a dream.

'Well, the client has paid for the price of a class S mission for this class B mission. So for the great of good, as the Hokage, I, for sure will accept this mission.' He placed his pipes back to the pipe stand. 'So this there any question?'

'hm… well, no, Hokage-sama.' Iruka gave up, bowed politely to the old man and headed towards the door. 'Kakashi sensei?' he asked when he opened the door. 'When are you free to talk about this mission?'

'Now.' Kakashi swiftly moved to the door and pointed at the end of the corridor. 'Meeting room 1.'

The pair walked into the meeting room and Kakashi grabbed the chair of the far end of the table and sat causally. 'Have you got a spare room at your residence, Iruka sensei?' Kakashi began wryly.

'A spare room?' Iruka looked confused.

'We have to pretend that we are a pair. If you don't even get used to have me around you, how can other believe?' Kakashi replied as if he just answered a stupid question from one of his students. Well, since Kakashi only has 3 students, so of cause the student was Naruto-kun, that he was referring to.

'Yes. I do.' Iruka nodded oddly, 'when are we going to leave the village? I need to find a replacement teacher for the weeks.'

'From the look of it, I will move into your place this evening and we should hang around together for this week, then next week, I will even move into your bedroom and around mid week, we will head to the resort. I guess we will only need 10 days in there, so we will be back by the end of the 4th week.' Kakashi paused, made sure that Iruka was still on the same track. 'I hope you will give me 100% co-ordination, Iruka sensei, if not, we should just head back to Sandaime and assign someone else to work with me.'

'No. I am totally with you, Kakashi sensei.' Iruka took his right hand out. 'Nice to work with you again.' Kakashi quickly shook his hand and said, 'see you at your residence after 8,' then he made a jutsu and disappeared in a heap of smoke.

Chapter 2

Iruka's apartment

The afternoon went very quickly; especially Iruka was not concentrated at all, as his thought kept flew back to the mission that he would be going to do with Kakashi. He still didn't understand the true focus of the mission, but as a professional, as a shinobi, he would fulfil his duties. It didn't matter how ridiculous the mission was. He sighed when he made his way back home. Although he stayed behind after class, so that he could arrange replacement teacher, he still has some time to tidy the spare room and made the bed before Kakashi arrived.

He has worked with Kakashi before, but he was still deeply in concern when he was making the bed. He sighed deeply, as if this was the only thing that he could do. 'Pair up with Kakashi…I seriously don't understand how the fujoshi think…Or put it this way, it was hard to figure out what women think…' he moaned in his head. Although it was his childhood dream that he one day would have a lovely wife and 2 lovely kids, but time past by, he doubted that he could ever fulfil his dream as he never able to find the right woman. He went for a few date, but he never found the right wife material for him. 'Maybe dream was just a dream,' he sighed.

Just 5 minutes passed eight, there was a gently knock at the door. It was Kakashi, who was holding a large blue, leather travel bag. Iruka quickly let the Jounin in the apartment and opened the door of the guest room. 'Kakashi sensei, this will be your room.'

Kakashi nodded quietly then moved into the room and placed his bag on the table with his back facing Iruka. 'Sono… Iruka,' said Kakashi while he opened his bag, took some books out and placed them on the table. 'We should start get use to each other, so at least just call me Kakashi. Also it will be useful if you start to get use to my charka, so that you won't wake up by my charka easily at night as we have to share the bed together next week.' Then he took out an identical travel bag, but smaller in size. 'Bathroom?' he questioned.

'It is next to the main door, Ka…kashi-kun,' Iruka replied, slightly flushed. He knew well that he needed to get use to this, but he couldn't help himself that he flushed easily.

Kakashi smirked; he walked towards Iruka and slowly brushed off the black hair band that is on Iruka's head. 'Take you time, Iruka. It looks nicer if you keep your hair down.' Then, he turned towards the bathroom.

Iruka flushed frantically and so he decided that he kept a distance from Kakashi if the situation allowed, if not, he would just flush and flush all the time. He walked to the kitchen instead and started prepare dinner, as he needed some time to adjust his breath. 'No wonder there are so many women fall in love with him,' he moaned in his head, 'I don't think there are many opposite sex can resist his charm if he insists. He is so full of men's hormone, that even I was bit embarrassing to stand near him.' Then, he pulled a few funny faces so that he could be relax and enjoy cooking.

When Iruka placed the dishes on the dinning table, Kakashi was already sitting at the sofa, reading. He has already changed to home-wear, for which the blue turtleneck vest and black skinny jeans fitted him well. It emphasised Kakashi's well build, yet lean body and his long, straight legs. The ANBU tattoo on his left arm just made Kakashi more mysterious. Iruka swallowed his saliva dryly. He has to say that Kakashi is one of the sexiest men he has ever since. But what's more, it was his face. There have been lots of rumours and mysteries regarding the Copy-nin's masked face. But nothing like the rumours, Kakashi has a very handsome face. His soft silver hair slightly covered the left eye, the legendary sharingan, and the scar that lies across his left eye and face. The thin pale lips suited him well. He is just like the Greek god, Adonis. Iruka tried to clear his throat, 'Kakashi-kun, dinner?'

'Oh, yes, dinner.' Kakashi replied and quickly stood up, placed his book on the sofa. 'Great that you can cook, Iruka, I rarely have proper dinner at home' He quickly pulled out a white envelope and handed over to Iruka, 'for groceries.'

Iruka received the envelope and put it into his jean pocket. He sat next to Kakashi at the table and started eating. 'It is not bad if someone can have dinner with me like this everyday,' he thought, 'it has been too long, the apartment is too quiet on my own.' He drank the last drop of his miso soup before he said, 'So Kakashi-kun, can you tell me more about yourself? Do you…' he paused, wonder why he wanted to raise this question straight away, 'do you have a girl friend?'

Kakashi raised his left eyebrow, as if Iruka has asked a stupid question, but he answered, nonetheless. 'No. Never want a girl friend; women can be quite troublesome sometimes. Just like other Jounin, I teach in the morning, you know, your previous students, Sasuke, Naruto and Sakura. Out for missions and in my free time, read. My favourite is Icha Icha Paradise. My favourite food is miso aubergine. You, Iruka?'

'Haha…' Iruka laughed at himself, 'what a question I have asked. Just like a normal Chunin, teach at the academy, duty at mission room. My favourite book is The Phantom of the Opera and my favourite food is Ichiraku ramen.'

'Well, then I will treat you Ichiraku ramen for tomorrow's dinner then.' Kakashi received the sometsuki chawan (blue and white porcelain tea bowl) and slipped a mouthful of tea. 'It is rather amazing that you are not surprised to see my face at all, Iruka. No wonder you are a good teacher, you definitely got the quality,' he joked.

Iruka hid his face behind the chawan, 'no, Kakashi-kun, I was stunned, but then, I have to get used to it, don't I?' Iruka threw back the conversation to Kakashi as he didn't want to speak too much, just in case he embarrassed himself.

'Oh…' Kakashi shrugged his shoulder, 'then what do you think of my face then?' He stroked his chin with his left hand and looked at Iruka playfully.

Iruka stroked his scar nervously. 'Well… very handsome… nothing like what the rumours said…' he added. 'It's getting quite late.' He stood up quickly and gathered all the dishes and placed them in the sink. 'I will do the dishes tomorrow, oyasumi, Kakashi-kun.'

'Oyasumi, Iruka,' replied Kakashi. 'Why he is in a rush?' he questioned. Nevertheless, he quietly washed the dishes and then picked up his book from the sofa and went to bed.