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A thick blanket of murky grey stretched overhead, making up the sky that led the way back to Konoha. Iruka walked several metres behind the figure of Kakashi and the journey became a rather lonely and dull one. Time dragged on so slowly for the Chunin who was utterly confused by this feeling of complete depression that came with knowing Kakashi had only been pretending. But was that not plainly obvious? Of course he was only joking. He should have been relieved, even more so than surprised. Why did he care?
Giving out a frustrated growl, he kicked the dirt beneath his feet and slowed his pace down even more, falling completely behind Kakashi. He couldn't stand to stare at the back of his shot of silver hair. It was brining up those annoying memories of their mission. If he was out of sight then he could focus on something else.
It wasn't too long; to Iruka's relief before Kakashi did manage to disappear, leaving him completely alone in the forest. He stuffed his hands down into his pockets and allowed his eyes to roam the trees ahead of him. Something he could focus all of his senses on, whilst he was being careful to watch out ahead, his mind could trail off and completely forget the idiot.
He thought he would be so happy to be peering back at the guarded gates of his home village. Especially as he slipped through them and finally entered Konoha. His dark eyes shifted around the masses of pastel coloured roofs of buildings that stretched on until they came to a stop before the grand mountain that bore the faces of the Hokage.
But yet Iruka's face remained gloomy. A rather irritated expression wrinkled across his features as though he was holding back the urge to either explode in rage or burst into a fit of tears. Eye's crinkled at the corners, thin lips pursed together in a rather feminine like manner. He was still dragging his feet along as he moved. It was a sight that would have had Naruto hit him aside the head and yell to tell him to pull himself together. But it seemed there were others who also had that intention.
Leaning casually against the door frame of his home was the figure of Genma, his lean fingers adjusting the bandana tied around his head, yet his eyes were focused on the very down looking male as he passed by. He was gnawing away at the end of what resembled a toothpick as usual and a rather sly seeming smirk seemed to light up his face.
"Aw, Iruka buddy, what's wrong? Students driving you insane? Those pesky lil' rugrats make you want to tear your hair at times I'm sure." He spoke in a rarther melodic voice that was accompanied by an amused sounding chuckle. He pushed against the wooden frame and stood up with a much better posture.
Taking the end of his stick in-between his finger and thumb he twirled it absentmindedly and shifted it aside from his mouth. Watching Iruka give him a rather aggressive looking glare and spit out.
"No! Just leave me alone."
"Wow...hey...Iruka, it wasn't me who made you walk around with a face that resembled the back end of a horse." He chimed, raising his hands in a very defensive manner. "I was only worried." He added, shaking his head a little as though giving up in his attempts quite suddenly. It was a move that brought Iruka to slow stop.
"I know...sorry...I guess I'm kinda just down. It's not your fault." He huffed as his eyes trailed off in the direction he was headed, guessing Kakashi was further up that path. "Stupid copy cat," he was rumbling under his breath. His glare went noticed by the other whose brows suddenly quirked up in deep surprise.
"Kakashi?" Genma offered as he nibbled on the end of his stick, the other end still held in-between his finger and thumb. His eyes were roaming over Iruka in a very questioning manner. "Mission not go as planned?"
"Hmmph, no! He failed to tell me that part of it required me to play boyfriend so their kage didn't kidnap him for his dick!"
That had Genma give out a bark of laughter and he rolled his eyes a little. "He forgot? Heh...that's not very nice."
"What? You knew?! Am I the only one who didn't know?!" He snarled, his temper suddenly growing. It had his mocha flesh burn a sudden shade of deep red. The colour staining his nose and cheeks in a way that had the other man stare, biting his bottom lip as he did so. That escaped the Chunin's attention.
"Hey, relax Iruka-San. I'm close with Kurenai, she told me. I'm not so fond of Kakashi myself, a little too full of himself for my liking." He spoke in a gentle tone, almost encouraging the other to join in with the criticism. "And excuse me if I'm far off...but...to me it seems like you're upset that he didn't mean it...more than the fact that he didn't tell you about it. Not to be rude, but nobody reacts like that to lack of knowledge." He commented, smirking a little as he watched the male's face fall in response.
Iruka simply stared back at him, looking rather distraught. "I...I...don't know...my- oh I don't know." He suddenly whined gripping onto his high ponytail in a very frustrated manner.
"Hmmm..." Genma simply huffed as he slipped back into his open door. He motioned for Iruka to join him. "I think you need a little sake and a sit down. Get it off your chest, hmm?" He spoke with a deep sigh. Turning his back to the other he headed further in.
It had Iruka hesitate momentarily, chewing against his bottom lip, seeming to be so indecisive. Until he decided it would do nothing to harm him. He moved forward in a manner that could almost be called a shuffle. Walking into the home of Genma, he gave a backward glance to the world outside and sighed under his breath before getting the courage to close the door behind him. Leaving him truly alone with the stick chewing ninja.
"Sit yourself down Iruka. Make yourself at home. I'll be out in a moment." The dark haired male heard him call from within the kitchen. Iruka gave a simple nod, despite the fact he could not be seen and he shifted toward the sofa. Collapsing ungracefully down against the cushion, a frown still present on his soft lips and he found himself gazing off into space until the sound of footsteps brought his attention.
He glanced over toward the door as the male entered the room carrying a wooden tray that balanced the sake bottle and two porcelain cups. Genma placed it down against the table and before Iruka could shift forward to take a cup, the ninja had already lifted it from off the tray and was placing it in his hands.
"Drink up; it will make you feel better." He mumbled, nodding his head a little. He sat back, smirking to himself as the adorable Chunin placed the cup to his lips and knocked back the sake in one. Shuddering a little at the sensation of the beverage burning the back of his throat. But Iruka did not let that stop him. He was reaching forward toward the bottle within seconds and pouring himself another.
"I'm sorry to be a burden on you Genma-San...I really am." Iruka began, watching Genma simply shake his head, allowing the other to carry on.
"It's just that...well...I always felt something for him you know? But that was...a plain stupid idea. I mean...I'm the little Chunin...teaching...brats and he's the mighty Kakashi Hatake, with the Sharingan...a complete legend. I supposed...it was stupid to even imagine. But when he was so...f-flirty with me...." He trailed off to neck back another cup full of Sake, the same shuddering from head to toe rippled along his body and he paused for a moment, leaning back against the sofa.
When Iruka didn't shift back to pour himself a third, Genma slowly pushed his own cup toward Iruka with an expectant expression on his face that showed he desired the other male to finish.
"Go on..." He breathed encouragingly.
"I want him Genma...I really do."
"Well...you know the first step to working out if somebody wants you right?" He questioned.
"Uh...no..."
"You see if they become jealous when they see you're with another man..."
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"Are you sure about this?" Iruka moaned, biting down against his bottom lip at the encouraging push into the ramen bar that Genma had suggested they both head to. He was even more worried about this than the outfit he had been suggested to wear. A simple green and gold kimono adorned his figure and he was feeling far too over dressed for a typical place that served noodles and more Sake. He would have completely disagreed with this insane idea if he had not been on the sake for so long before heading out.
"A-and...w-why am I wobbling?" He uttered as he staggered in through the door.
It had Genma let out a dark sounding chuckle as he snaked his arm securely around Iruka's waist and he led him through the little bar that had been lit purely by candlelight, giving it a romantic kind of atmosphere. The scent of lavender lingered in the air and the room was mainly occupied by booths that could fit two, perfect for couples. Iruka began to head for those little private booths but Genma cleared his throat and gave a tug against his kimono, pulling him off track he instead pulled him toward the open tables.
He pulled back one of the wooden chairs and motioned for Iruka to take a seat. The Chunin stepped forward and flopped down into the chair with such clumsiness he almost missed and hit the floor with a hard thud. Half hanging off the chair he had to grip on the ends of the table to steady himself. His eyes were wide in alert but as he managed to throw himself into a neat sitting position he breathed out in relief. He suddenly burst into a very loud chuckle of amusement at his stupidness and easily brushed himself off.
"You okay?" Genma questioned in worry. Watching Iruka with raised brows as he took his own seat.
"Ahhh, yeah...f-fine!" He spoke with a deep chuckle. Taking the menu offered with a quiet utter of arigato. He flipped it open and his eyes roamed over it in thought.
The two of them sat there in complete silence. Happy to browse for what they wanted to eat, until they were finally approached by a very slender waitress with a mess of badly dyed blonde haired, all pulled up into a ponytail and secured by a black ribbon. She peered down at the two questioningly and when Genma didn't shift his eyes from off Iruka she cleared her throat loudly.
"Konbanwa, are you ready to order?" She spoke, giving a polite bow of her head in greeting. Watching as Genma turned to peer at her, his eyes cold as he stared in a rather unwelcoming manner.
"Iruka-Chan?" He breathed, eyes snapping back onto the other within a mere instant. He watched Iruka's dark eyes narrowing in what seemed to be frustration in his failing attempt to actually focus.
"I can't see...the...the words are...moving." He grunted.
"No dear, you are just drunk." He spoke in an almost dismissive tone. "I'll have two chicken Ramens' and to drink a sake and a water." He uttered, not giving Iruka even the smallest chance to speak. He heard the scribbling of her pen by his ear but his eyes were still focusing on Iruka. Eyeing him up very closely, rather wishing he had let his glossy brown hair fall down tonight. It would look so attractive, making him seem all the more adorable and sweet. Iruka was such an easy target. It was almost laughable.
Genma leaned slowly forward and he carefully tugged the menu from the other's hands. "You don't need this anymore sweet thing." He purred a sound that rumbled in the back of his throat. It had Iruka's attention fall onto him and he stared back in complete surprise.
Genma handed both menu's over to the waitress and he gave out a deep sigh of relief as the distraction finally disappeared off into the kitchens. It left the male free to lean further forward across the table, eyes not once shifting from off Iruka's. Glad that Iruka's eyes locked too, staring back in a rather disorientated manner.
Genma's hand slowly shifted below the table and rested it down against Iruka's thigh. Lean fingers curled around his leg and he gave a very suggestive squeeze against it. A movement that had the Chunin give a sudden jolt of complete surprise.
"You are so cute Iru-chan..." He mumbled in a sickeningly sweet tone, his voice laced with honey and seduction. Genma seeming to enjoy the sudden flood of red that spread across Iruka's mocha skin. Yet the Chunin seemed far too out of it to really care, or even move.
"Uh-uh?" He uttered in response, giving out a sudden hiccup that had Genma laugh under his breath once again.
"Such a lightweight." He added as his hand brushed along Iruka's inner thigh.
"I thought this w-was so-so Kakashi would...li-like me?" He breathed out in deep confusion as he felt the male's hands begin to shift dangerously close to his sacred area. He suddenly sucked in. Allowing his stomach to shrink in complete tension, eyes trailing down to watch Genma's hands move to shift aside the material of the Kimono. "Genma?" He breathed, peering up to the other male whose hand suddenly paused on the spot. Glancing back in question.
"What?"
There was no response, Iruka's eyes suddenly caught movement in the background. They fell upon a moving shock of silver hair. Such a sight caught his attention as he knew exactly who it belonged too. His eyes grew a little as he watched the Jonin head into the room with Naruto close by his side, the pink haired female by his other. He was obviously taking them for ramen as some kind of treat and Iruka, drunk or not found it to be a pretty odd coincidence.
He did not assume his heart would suddenly draw to a complete halt in his chest from seeing the man though. But he could not work out if that was for good reasons or bad. He was very near to crying now, of course the sake being a large contribution to a sudden bout of emotions. He found himself staring at Kakashi and his face fell as the other finally glanced his way.
The ex-ANBU's uncovered eye shifted toward the two that sat in the centre of the room, on what anybody would agree looked like a typical date. It had him suddenly jolt to a stop, freezing in complete shock as he stared.
Kakashi watched the figure of Genma slowly turn his head in his direction and peer back at him, shooting Kakashi a very smug smirk that twisted his features into a very malicious expression. There was a huge contrast between the two of them. Genma had an expression that made him want to punch that asshole in the face. Whereas Iruka was almost swaying in his seat, the whites of his dark eyes pink and puffy as though under the influence of something illegal.
That had the silver haired Jonin feel heat suddenly raise to his head and his brows quirked upward in deep shock. The scene did stir something within him and it was more deep concern for the Chunin than it was anger. He snapped his book shut and stuffed it into his back pocket, turning his eyes onto the bar to focus on something other than them. Falling into a discussion with Naruto about none other than his irritating addiction to ramen. Listening to him rant on about how he wanted to try another flavour but was too fond of beef at the moment. How delightful.
It lasted only a short while however. Kakashi found his eyes soon darting back in the direction of them at the sound of a very deep, heated moan that left Iruka's lips. The beautiful sound filled his ears and had goosebumps rising along his skin. It sounded so needy, so erotic but the person who had produced such a sound made his blood boil.
From, beneath the table, Genma's hand had slipped beneath the cloth of Iruka's kimono and out of sight. His fingers had brushed along the soft flesh of Iruka's length in a teasingly slow manner.
"G-Genma!" He gasped out loud, jerking back in complete horror that came from such an unexpected assault.
Iruka was suddenly up on his feet, almost slipping with the swift movement that had him lurch back, allowing the cloth to fall back into place as though nothing had happened. Iruka's face was such a harsh shade of scarlet; he had never felt so embarrassed in all his life, drunk or not. "I-I'll be right...right out." He spoke, words coming out in a slurred mess as he suddenly darted for the bathroom.
"Alright baby...don't worry...I'll be waiting. And perhaps we need to go somewhere a little more private."
"What the fuck did you put in his drink?" Came a sudden low snarl that sounded down Genma's ear. It caused the ninja to jump in alert and he hissed in irritation, turning around to slowly face the other.
"Why is it any of your concern Kakashi? He is none of your business...something in his drink...how dare you." He growled as he was in an instant on his feet, facing Kakashi head on. "He wants me Kakashi. In every way you can imagine. He is mine and there is nothing you can do about it. So run along and get lost. He doesn't want you here, he hates you." He growled his voice dangerously low as he spoke. "You fucked with his head and left me the opportunity to patch up his wounds." He hissed, daring to glare at the copy-nin before he turned around on the spot, putting his back to Kakashi headed toward the bathroom after Iruka.
The great Jonin simply stood rooted to the spot. Not even acknowledging the cries of irritation from Naruto, who was wondering what the hell was going on with his sensei. The sounds that surrounded him became a complete blur as he simply watched Genma leave. Knowing there was perhaps little he could do about the fact that Iruka now loathed his guts and that Genma would take him as his own.
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