What's Your Name?
Water over golden gravel.
That was the only proper way to describe Kakashi's singing voice. Flowing, but not necessarily smooth, pleasant.
And his own personal concert was complete with hip grinds, air guitars and Kakashi falling to the ground, lower legs and thighs juxtapose as he swiveled his hips in a way that accentuated his crotch in all its tightly clothed glory. No one should be able to bend that way, not even a ninja. Backs just didn't naturally arch at that angle.
And he'd have enjoyed it, really, if it weren't for Kakashi's choice of song. "Nine o'clock the next day and I'm ready to go." Water over golden gravel. Chapped lips brushed over a spoon used in lieu of a microphone. Iruka couldn't slant his gaze towards anything else as Kakashi proceeded to engage in some teasing form of fellatio with the utensil while still forming words.
"What was your name, little girl? What's your name?"
He ended, crouched down, one hand on the floor, head bowed, rakish grin on his face. Iruka stood from the couch and a firm push sent Kakashi sprawling to the ground. He dropped down, legs flanking Kakashi's sides and arms crossed firmly over his chest.
"Who you calling 'little girl'?"
End
I make no claims to Kakashi, Iruka, or the song which is entitled What's Your Name and written by Lynyrd Skynyrd.