A/N: I have another chapter or two to post after some fine tuning, but after that idk what to do, so suggestions in reviews would be nice if y'all want more.
It was just getting dark out again when Iruka and Genma escaped the Mission Room and the total chaos that was going on inside. Despite earlier made promises, Iruka felt that all of his energy had been drained, and all he wanted from Genma was another back-rub and some fried rice. And then he wanted to be asleep.
Genma seemed to be feeling the same way and as Iruka's feet began to drag, he didn't seem to mind, instead slowing down his own pace to match the sleepy sensei's. Iruka dropped his head onto Genma's shoulder as the walked, draping his arms over the jounin's shoulder.
"About that deal we made earlier-" Iruka began, but Genma cut him off.
"That's okay Iruka," Genma said, chuckling as he felt the concern woosh out of Iruka as he gave a big sigh and sucked the relief in. "Me too," He added, "I just want some fried rice and a bath, and then a long, long nap. Since Tsunade-sama gave us the day off tomorrow too..."
It was Iruka's turn to chuckle, "That's almost exactly what I was thinking, but yeah a bath sounds good. I'll wash your back if you wash mine," he offered drowsily, too tired to blush as Genma's chuckle returned.
Suddenly, Iruka noticed where they were. The door in front of the two shinobi was a familiar maroon, Iruka's apartment. Sighing, Iruka fumbled around for his key and tried unsuccessfully to jab the key into the lock.
Genma burst into tired laughter as his younger lover missed the key hole several times. "Nande, 'Ruka-chan?" Genma said, still laughing as Iruka gave him an annoyed, pouty look.
"Fine, you try." Iruka held out the abused key to the laughing man beside him. Genma snatched the key from Iruka's palm, sloppily and dropped the key next to the door. Iruka's laugh rang out in the hall as Genma grabbed up the key, with a complaint of them both being unfit shinobi, and put it in the lock, effectively letting the two men into Iruka's cozy apartment.
As Genma walked to the kitchen, Iruka went to start the bath, opting for all hot water, to soothe his sore muscles. Iruka took off all his clothes, pulled out the sparkly hair tie, and drifted off to sleep, one arm draped over the bathtub, the rest of him sitting on his legs, next to the tub.
Genma walked into the bathroom with two large bowls of fried rice, a little soy sauce on Iruka's, and two sets of chopsticks, spoons too in case Iruka or he couldn't handle chopsticks because of their exhaustion as was often the case. Genma took note of the sleeping Iruka and took a moment to appreciate his sleeping form. Then, he spotted the water level in the tub. It was more than half full and Genma knew it would overflow if they both got in. He chuckled a bit and nudged Iruka with his big toe.
"Iruka," Genma said, "You'll overflow the tub at this rate." He grinned sleepily as Iruka's head shot up, panic in his eyes as he lunged for the faucet.
Then, as the water shut off, Iruka turned back around to glare at Genma. "Nande? Genma why didn't you warn me sooner, instead of letting me sleep here and get a neck ache?" Genma chuckled and held up the bowls of rice.
"I made you rice, now let's shower and eat in the tub, ne?" Genma smiled and set the rice down next to the tub, before he stripped clean of his clothes. He made his way to the far wall and started the shower, "If you join me, I'll rub out that neck ache."
Iruka swallowed his pride and let Genma laugh at him as he hurried to Genma's side and turned around, moving his hair to the side so the jounin could massage his neck.
Ten minutes later, the two men found themselves eating fried rice in the steaming bath. Iruka sat between Genma's legs, pleased as he leaned against his friend and lover's muscled chest. "I never want to move," Iruka mumbled to himself with a sigh, as he lay his head back.
"Nande, 'Ruka?" Genma asked groggily from just behind Iruka's ear. "Never?"
Iruka nodded back, "Yeah," he said softly as his blinking slowed. "I could just stay here for-"
A loud banging, cut Iruka off. And in just a second the two shinobi were sitting up straight and awake. Genma held up a hand in Iruka's vision and signed quickly, I will go check it out. Iruka nodded and watched as the jounin slipped silently from the tub, giving Iruka a chaste kiss on his slightly parted lips before he wrapped a towel around his waste and silently left the room.
A moment later there was a loud cry, sounding more like surprise than pain and Iruka too rose from the tub. He knew that voice and he could hear Genma's low voice murmuring hazily through the walls, so he went out to see what it was. He grabbed Genma's pants from the floor and pulled them on, in case it was a student and went to join his visitors.
"Genma," he called softly, "Who is it?" Iruka's voice rang out gently, but surely throughout the apartment and Iruka heard the voices die down. He shook his head as neither answered and made his way down the short hallway that led to his living room.
As he turned the corner into the larger room, Iruka cringed. What met him was a shocked Naruto and an equally startled Sasuke right behind. Iruka's former students stood in the doorway with their mouths both open, Naruto's more so, both quite obviously in shock. They were staring openly at both Genma in his towel, and Iruka with only Genma's slightly too big pants on, beads of water on his chest and his hair still dripping.
Iruka gave a big sigh and stepped further into the room, going to where the three stood. The twelve-year-olds snapped their mouths shut, and their cheeks flushed an identical shade of pink that matched Iruka's own. Iruka looked them over and waited for Naruto to catch his breath, knowing the pre-teen would have a lot to say on the subject. He didn't have long to wait.
"Iruka-sensei?" Naruto asked in a halting voice, before he fled to Iruka's side and inhaled deeply. "You and Shiranui-san? Absolutely not! Do you have any idea how perverted he is? He's almost as bad as Kakashi-sensei! And that's saying something! No, you shouldn't. It just isn't right, him taking advantage of you!-" Naruto barely took a breath and Iruka gently put a hand over only his mouth so he'd have to breathe.
And so he could have a turn to talk. "Naruto-kun, Sasuke-kun, you needed something?" Iruka looked up at the dark haired boy who was now leaning against the doorway, as if trying to recover subtly.
"Hn," Sasuke affirmed. "Naruto," he prompted his friend.
The muffled and now silent boy pulled out from under Iruka's hand to grab a scroll and deliver a message. "The Hokage said that she'll need you to work double Mission Rooms this week, so you can get a sub lined up and some lesson plans for your classes this week. Someone who has sick- uh... sicknif-"
"Significant," Sasuke cut in.
"Yeah, sicknificantly less skill than you," Naruto finished with a glare at his honey color haired superior, who gave him a wink in return.
"Thank you, Naruto-kun, you are free to go once you are through glaring at Genma-san, and maybe dinner later this week?" Iruka said, booting him out at the same time he invited him back. "Sasuke-kun you may join us too if you wish."
Both boys nodded and Naruto looked around, smiling sheepishly at being caught while glaring and blinked slowly under his teacher's gaze. Genma gave Naruto a faux sweet smile and pried him off the teacher and pushed him out into the hallway. Then, quietly enough to escape Iruka's hearing, he leaned in and sent the boys on their way with an "I'll take care of things here."
Iruka chuckled as he saw the boys shudder and hurry from the apartment before he looked at the scroll that Naruto had dropped on his carpet. But before he could sigh in displeasure, Genma had wrapped himself around the young sensei.
"Ne, Ruka-chan, let's just go to bed," Genma chuckled as Iruka's blush returned. "Oh come on, Sensei," Genma purred into the teacher's ear, using Iruka's title to get a reaction. "You've got such a dirty imagination, I'm just too tired for anything else tonight." Genma's chuckle was light and verging on a giggle when Iruka's tinkling laugh filled the room. Watching Genma try to be chaste-minded was just so wrong.
"That's not what you were thinking at all, Gen-ma-kun," Iruka drew out his name in a way he knew enticed the slightly older man. Then, Iruka undid the tie on the loose pants he wore so they hung off of his slim hips, ready to fall at any moment, at the same time as he slunk across the apartment and down the hall to the bedroom.
He heard Genma's voice catch and glanced over his shoulder when he reached the door to the bedroom. Genma stood at the other end of the hall, leaning on the wall. He was staring outright with a glazed-over look in his eyes that promised Iruka that he'd be up for a while longer. "Are you coming?" Iruka teased, biting his lip before letting his pants drop and turning around, walking through the door and to the bed, though he left the door open for Genma to follow him through.
Genma wasted no time in dropping his towel and hurrying to join his young lover in bed. It was going to be a long night before either got any of the sleep they lacked.