Iruka sat lotus style against the side of the bath tub, water filled up to his torso. His hair down, and slightly damp, Iruka sighed in contentment. He smiled suddenly, as he felt strong arms wrap around his chest, and he leaned his head back on the muscled shoulder of Kakashi.
The copy nin rested his chin on the chuunin's shoulder, nuzzling his neck a little, "You only take a bath if the brats are giving you a hard time at school, Iruka."
The said teacher threaded his fingers through the other's own pale digits, looking at them thoughtfully before speaking, "No, I'm just thinking about this dream I had."
"Care to enlighten me?" Kakashi asked, while running his free hand down Iruka's hard belly.
The chuunin turned his head a little to eye the other ninja suspiciously, then settled back in with his head rested on the firm, comforting shoulder. "Well," he paused and snorted, "The first dream was with you—"
"Oh ho!" Kakashi interrupted, grinning cheekily. "Having those sex dreams with me again, eh, my Iruka-sensei?"
Iruka rolled his eyes, "shut up and listen, you horny bastard. Anyways, in the dream you and I were sitting in the shittiest room and you were dressed in a grey trench coat, smoking a cigarette and I asked you about your eye."
Iruka turned again and looked at the red eye that was so vivid in his dreams. Bringing up a hand, he traced the scar that adorned the scarecrow's pale face. For once the man didn't wear that damn mask and Iruka swore that one day he was going to burn that thing. Kakashi smiled a little, waiting for him to continue.
"I asked how you had gotten it and you said some guy ripped your eye out and you went to a pawn shop and they gave you that eye. Said it was glass and then you popped the damn thing out and started cleaning it."
Kakashi laughed and wrapped his arms tighter around the tanned body, "If only it were glass," he said enthusiastically.
"The last dream I had I remember I was running around in my classroom, up and down like a madman, looking for you and desperately trying to find out the qualifications for joining ANBU were… very strange." Iruka nodded in conclusion.
The jounin pulled back a little and raised an eyebrow at him, "are you trying to tell me something?"
Iruka shot back his own look and snorted in disbelief.
Kakashi smirked and grabbed the man, kissing him possessively. "Good. That's what I thought. Whether you're just dreaming about that or not, I wouldn't let you join ANBU anyways."
Iruka's eyebrows shot up at him, "Well, fuck you buddy. If I wanted to, I would, and you'd have no say in it."
"Bullshit. You're on crack if you think I'd let you sign up for ANBU," Kakashi growled.
"Fuck off," Iruka said casually, unwrapping the arms from his chest and getting out of the tub, while ignoring the wandering mismatched eyes now scanning his dripping, wet body.
"Only is you join me," Kakashi called after him, his eyes watching the back side of sculpted male perfection. He sniffed and suddenly felt like a predator that was about to catch his prey for the night.