Hiya, hiya, hiya everybody! Yup this is my third story! Ahhh how the ideas flow so fast! This is the first chapter of another story I'm starting WEEEEEE! Uhhhmmm I guess for now I'd have to rate this PG-13 for language. That's about it. FOR NOW!!! BUWHAHAHAAHHH!

Disclaimer: MASASHI KISIMOTO ROCKS MY SOCKS!!!

Enjoy everyone!

Spoon Ninja

The Deal

Chapter 1: I'll Do Anything

Iruka shifted in his seat rubbing his eyes over and over again. They had to be deceiving him, this stupid book couldn't be right. They had to have made a mistake. Either that or Kakashi was an insane tight ass. He looked across the table to lock eyes with the Hokage who was gingerly sipping his tea.

"This…this is…" But Iruka was too shocked to speak.

"Yes…there's no denying that Kakashi is extremely strict…and when his students come to him they are utterly naïve…" The Hokage lifted the cup to his lips pausing to look back at the book wincing before taking another sip of tea.

"Well I can see that…but…" Iruka lifted his eyes as from the pages his eyes widening with fear as he tried to make the words come out he could feel the sweat forming on his forehead.

"No one? No one at all…?"

"Yes. Kakashi never passes anyone. Ever." Iruka threw the book across the table watching as it spun over the surface and fell, flopping onto the floor face down. He stood up causing a skidding sound the made the Hokage flinch as he watched the man's chair tumble to the floor. He tried his best to stay calm, he could tell Iruka cared deeply about his students but there was no helping the situation.

"Iruka there's nothing you can do, it's all up to them now." Iruka shook his head defiantly.

"No, there's always something someone can do. I'm going to help my students." His tongue lingered on 'students' it wasn't just that, Naruto was like a son to him. Ever since he'd taken a Fuuma Shuriken in the back for the boy they'd become extremely close. And Iruka would do whatever it took to make that boy's dream of becoming the next Hokage come true, no matter what.

Kakashi yawned through his face mask as he leaned back onto the park bench reading his favorite book. He had just purchased the third book of the series and was dying to read it. He stretched his left arm over him to cushion his head as he pulled out the book with his right. He slightly tilted to the right and the sun hit the pages perfectly, but it was suddenly blocked by a figure standing above him. He looked up into the person's face but the sun blinded him as he immediately brought his face to his hand to shield his eyes.

"You look like some kind of bum sleeping on the bench like that Hatake Kakashi." Kakashi recognized the voice and grinned which of course was hidden by his mask. His eyes showed no emotion as he sat up and pocketed the little book.

"Ohayo Iruka sensei, I wasn't sleeping I was merely reading." Iruka lifted his brow suspiciously.

"Really, and what would you be reading, there's no book in your hand…" Kakashi paused for a moment. He loved his books but he couldn't show them to Iruka, they were too dirty for the innocent Iruka sensei. He scratched his chin and gazed up at Iruka once more.

"Well?" The Chuunin tapped his foot impatiently waiting for Kakashi to respond but Kakashi only stood and scuffed at the floor. He shot one last glance at the lower level ninja and turned away to walk down the street.

"Hey!" Iruka was furious. Not only did he not receive and answer-which really wasn't so bad- but he was completely snubbed of by that idiot. He quickly removed his sandal and flung it at the Juunin's head. It was a childish notion which Iruka instantly regretted because he knew Kakashi's skills were amazing and he would surely turn around to catch the sandal in his hand. To Iruka's surprise the sandal collided into Kakashi's head with a loud slap. He couldn't help but laugh as he saw the prestigious, pigheaded man fall to the ground. He was extremely clumsy and everyone knew it, which was why most of his students and enemies underestimated him but this situation was only too hilarious.

"Are you alright…?" Iruka jogged over to Kakashi and bent down to retrieve his sandal.

"Itai….that really hurt you ass." Kakashi brought his fingers to the back of his head to see if there was any blood.

"Don't call me an ass you ass! You're the one who just walked off and ignored me! You should know better, you're an adult!"

"Oh, oh right and you're so mature, throwing a sandal to gain my attention, so mature." Iruka wanted to take his other sandal and bash the Juunin's head into the road but he was more civilized than that and apologized offering to buy him lunch. Kakashi accepted and offered to buy the drinks in return for his immaturity as well.

"Two bowls of Ramen please, and a Dragon role." Iruka searched through his pocket to pull out the money and slid it over the counter to the cashier.

"And two sakes please." Kakashi lifted the curtains of the Ichikaru ramen shop bending down to pull a stool under him. He handed his share of the money over to the cashier and rested his chin on his palm, stretching out his hand motioning for Kakashi to sit.

"So…Iruka, why don't you tell me what you really want? I know you didn't disrupt my daily reading for a friendly chat." Iruka blushed angrily.

"How dare he ask me all these questions…prying into my business." Iruka knew he was being childish, he did interrupt Kakashi with whatever he was doing, it was only fair to explain himself. It would be difficult though.

"I didn't interrupt your daily snooze. I just wanted to speak with you."

"Ooooh, don't tell me you have a crush on old Kakashi here."

"Aghk!" Iruka waved his hands in front of his face attempting to hide his blush.

"Yea right, get over yourself Kakashi, I like women. I don't know about you but I'm straight you pervert." The silver haired juunin watched Iruka carefully, trying hard to cover his blush. The man's frame was a little thinner then his own. He was a small man, pale and quiet. Extremely naïve, he reminded Kakashi of Naruto, the thought made him smile inwardly.

"I wanted to speak with you about…your team. Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura."

"Aaahaaa…" Kakashi tilted his head to the right tapping his fingers on the counter impulsively.

"Well I looked you up in the teacher's guide book and…it seems that you haven't passed anyone, ever."

"Oh, ha ha…I see what this is about. You want to make sure your favorite students make it. I expected more from you Iruka."

"No, no it's not that!" He cut himself off and thought about it for a moment. Maybe Kakashi was right, maybe he just favored his students. He shook the thought from his mind, he knew that wasn't true. He just couldn't let them fail.

"Look, I just…I care about them so much and I want them to succeed."

"Well it's sweet that you want that Iruka but frankly it's not your choice or your business." Iruka's face flushed bright red from anger.

"You son of a-" Kakashi held up his hand in front of the man's face and announced that the ramen and sake was here. Iruka shook with anger, the man treated him like a child, which was one thing he could never stand. They ate their lunch in silence when Kakashi finished before Iruka he merely sat there and watched the Chuunin.

"Stop that!" Kakashi lifted his arms gesturing his confusion.

"Stop what?" He teased.

"This is ridiculous, I came here to tell you that I want Naruto to make it and you're going to pass him!"

"I see, so it's about Naruto I always thou-"

"I'll do anything! Just pass them!" Kakashi sat there with his eyes wide as he peered around the ramen shop obviously thinking it over in his head.

"Anything now? Would you buy me that ramen T-shirt?" He pointed to the shirt on the wall of the shop. Iruka raised his eyebrows confused.

"Will you pass them?" Kakashi broke out into laughter. He slapped his hand on the counter and cradled his stomach.

"O if you think it's going to be that easy you are so foolish." Iruka balled his hands into fists and looked down.

"Hold in the anger Iruka, hold it in."

"Alright, alright I'm sorry. I'll be serious now. But honestly you'll do anything?" Iruka nodded in apprehension he had the feeling something bad was about to happen.

"Hmmm, aaah yes I have come to my decision. You become my slave until further notice and I'll let them pass, how's that?" Kakashi rested his hands on his thighs and waited for a response. Iruka was stunned he couldn't move or look at the other man.

"S-slave in what way?"

"Anyway I want you to be, mostly cleaning and cooking, grocery shopping, anything else that comes to mind." Iruka sighed a giant breath of relief and rubbed the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"Right…I be your slaveifyou pass the children."

"Alright then. Let's shake on it then, to...seal the deal." Iruka grabbed the man's hand hastily and shook hard grinning from ear to ear, he'd done it! Naruto would be able to attain his goals.

"Well, I guess I'm off. I need to go home and clean." Iruka stood up and thanked the owner for another wonderful meal and waved to Kakashi. He was about to leave when he felt a hand over his wrist holding not too lightly either. The chuunin looked down at the offending juunin.

"What do you want?" Kakashi looked slightly offended but then laughed aloud dismissing Iruka's absent mindedness. He stood up and closed the gap between them. Iruka frowned looking up at Kakashi. Yes, he had to look up, he was more thensix inches shorter.

"Have you already forgotten our deal? You're not going anywhere, you're coming home with me." He released the smaller man's hand and hooked his finger in the air motioning for Iruka to follow, which he did. What else could he do, he'd made a deal with Kakashi and if he refused, the bastard would flunk his students. As soon as they entered Kakashi's door Iruka fell flat on his face.

"What the hell!?" When Iruka pushed his hands on the floor to lift himself but his hands became tangled in another material. He looked around the apartment utterly shocked. He'd never seen anything like this before. The floor wasn't even visible, patches of green fur were popping out of the ceiling and sink of all places. He could have sworn there was a steam coming out of the bathroom that wasn't from the warm water. There were dishes pouring out of the sink and the trash was begging to be taken out. The worse part of all was the cockroaches scurrying around the floor and over his hands. There weren't that many but the mere fact that they were still there and visible made Iruka want to vomit. He stared up at Kakashi with terrified eyes.

"You've got to be kidding me…how do you live in this house?" Kakashi shook his head and removed his sandals throwing them into some corner, where a loud crunch was heard from a crushed cockroach, Iruka gagged. Kakashi continued undressing until all he had on were his black pants and bandages over his ankles. He helped Iruka up and told him to get to work while he flopped onto the couch.

"I can't clean this pla-" ((POOF)) As soon as Kakashi had fallen onto the couch a giant dust could emerged from the cushions clouding his vision.

"Dear Hokage have mercy…honestly Kakashi! How can you live like this!?"

"I usually don't…I try to stay at the school if I can and if not I sleep outside, I usually only come in here for food and a shower."

"You are a fucking bum, I can't believe this."

"Hey, don't use language like that servant. Now go clean something." Kakashi was enjoying this all too much but Iruka couldn't do anything about it. So just as Kakashi said, he began to clean. Every time Iruka looked at the clock another hour seemed to pass. He was actually able to remove the green fur off the sink, well when it wasn't bubbling, and the dishes weren't so bad…when they soaked for a couple hours of scalding hot water, the cemented food actually came off. Iruka could finally see the wood floor when he picked up all of Kakashi's clothes and bloody bandages from past missions and other times. He'd washed almost all of the clothes except for two baskets that he would have to bleach later. They appeared to be grey but they were really white. He'd almost fainted when he entered the bathroom. The stench was unbearable, so Iruka strode into the living room and ripped Kakashi's mask off his face and placing it over his mouth and nose. The juunin was rather schocked when Iruka removed his mask. He'd actually tried to cover his face but it didn't matter anymore. He relaxed and sank lower into the couch. After two hours of straight cleaning the bathroom was spotless and smelled like a 'Fucking bed of roses' as Kakashi put it. He stroked his chin sticking his head into various rooms of his apartment and nodded in a approval just as Iruka finish beating the dust out of the couch.

"Wow, you even got the cockroaches to go away."

"Yea, with four can's of bug killer. You owe me big time." Kakashi laughed coldly.

"I don't owe you anything slave, although I do insist you stay and take a shower." Iruka considered the offer, if the man had suggested it earlier he would've ran out of the house screaming but now it was tempting. He needed to clean himself and burn his clothes. But instead he thought it better to go home.

"No…I think I'll just go home."

"No, you'll stay here, I'll be wanting dinner soon." Iruka gawked and glanced at the clock.

"But it's 11:30 PM! Who eats dinner at eleven?! And if you haven't noticed I've been cleaning for eleven hours! I want to go home!" Kakashi stepped directly in front of Iruka which caused the smaller man to step back out of intimidation, although he'd never confess that to Kakashi.

"Insolence slave? Now you get to stay the night. I'll tell you once more, take a shower and make my dinner." Iruka threw his hands in the air and stormed to the bathroom slamming the door in the process almost tearing it off its hinges. Kakashi merely rubbed his eyes and collapsed back onto the now dustless couch. He leaned his head back and smiled evilly.

"Such fun this will be."

"OH HELL NO!" Iruka had cleaned this man's house, bought him lunch, made him dinner, which was hard enough since he wasn't a very good cook and burned his hands numerous times. But there were things he just wouldn't do.

"I'm not sleeping in the same bed as you!" Kakashi yawned and rested against the wall lazily.

"What're you talking about?"

"Well there's only one bed!" The silver haired juunin shook his head shaking with laughter while he removed his pants clearly comfortable with his nudity as he tossed his pants across the room. Iruka turned around respecting the man's privacy even if he didn't respect his own.

"You're not sleeping in the same bed as me." Iruka turned when he heard the shuffle on sheets and blankets and bare chested Kakashi lying in the bed. His arm extended behind his head but Iruka averted his eyes again. He didn't need to be taking notes of Kakashi's positions.

"Wha…?"

"You get the couch slave." He cackled evilly and pointed out the door. "Well good night." Iruka threw his towel on the floor and stomped out the door before he shut the door Kakashi said one last thing.

"What, no good night kiss?" Iruka froze as his eyes grew bigger then tea cup saucers, his cheeks as red as cherries. After a few seconds of thought processing he leered at Kakashi.

"Fuck you Kakashi…" And with that he slammed the door trying his best to ignore the thunderous laugh coming from the bedroom. If Iruka could learn anything from this experience it'd have to be…

"Don't make deals with ass holes." He balled up on the couch and did his best to will away the blush on his pale skin, and soon fell asleep.

Well that's chapter 1

So…What ya'll think? You like? No like? Hahaha either way, I'm going to continue writing it. I already love it. Aaaah Kakashi Irukaness…haaaaaaa…blushes Anyhoo I need to study for Anatomy. LOL MUST ACE THIS TEST!!!!

((Iruka pulls out kunai and slits Spoon Ninja's throat))

"No need to study now my pretty little spoon! AHAAHAHAHA!"

AAAAH! WE'D NEVER HAD THOUGH IRUKA HAD A DARK SIDE!! HIS INNER SAKURA/IRUKA IS REVEALED! XD