#To Begin With, why not#
Since the day before yesterday, Kakashi was spying after Iruka.
He occupied the branch of the tree in the yard of the academy and from there watched the teacher during the lessons.
He was sure his object knows he is being watched. At least, the day before Iruka threw several direct gazes at Kakashi.
Kakashi even waved to him once, but it was hard to tell if Iruka noticed that. He was so quick to turn around! Any jounin would be proud of such reflexes.
Soon after that, Kakashi noticed the difference in Iruka's behavior.
The way he moved along the classroom changed. The curvy lines, which Iruka's hips very accurately followed, were barely noticeable, but the real pervert wouldn't miss them. There were other signs - the way he arched his back before lowering his ass on his chair, the way he used his fingertips to rub unhurriedly the side of his neck, which was visible through the window, or the way he threw his head back and laughed when he heard something funny from his students.
About the last one Kakashi wasn't hundred percent sure, but, anyway, the signs told it clearly - Iruka was showing off.
The question was - what did he do it for? Was it possible he did it for Kakashi's pleasure?
The hot feeling immediately spread inside Kakashi's chest.
Iruka was so lovely! If he was so desperate, he should come to Kakashi and say it properly.
Just a short 'Let's do it, Kakashi!' will do, no problem there.
However, Iruka didn't do that, he pushed Kakashi away instead.
Well, there was a huge chance Iruka liked to play and flirt. Although, he wasn't particularly popular for that throughout the village.
Actually, what Kakashi wished for now, was to grab that lecherous man, push him down and do him, rudely. To make him cry and shout in pleasure would be sooo nice. Why not? Iruka looked good, had a fit body, and, according to his latest behavior, definitely asked for adventures for his backside.
Kakashi suppressed an animalistic growl, which was ready to escape his masked lips, and let a tremble of desire go through his body.
There was one small problem, though. In spite of Kakashi wished to force Iruka rudely, he didn't want to hurt him.
Surprise! Kakashi thought for a while about an actual reason he didn't want to hurt Iruka. Maybe, it was because hurting the man meant the end of their shaky relationship.
Kakashi doubted Iruka would go to hokage to complain. Possibly, he will only stop looking at Kakashi. Nevertheless, even that was unacceptable, Kakashi didn't want it.
Then, truthfully, what did he want?
Kakashi raised his head and looked at the clear blue sky, that was visible through the green leafs of the tree.
Let's see.
It would be nice to have this flirty Iruka in a friendly way. Not as a victim of rape or as a one-night stand.
Maybe, as a regular partner? A lover?
Kakashi's eyes widened. He jumped up and sat at the branch with his back straight and his legs hanging down.
For Kakashi to have Iruka as his regular lover; that would be... convenient. Iruka, to support Kakashi and stay by his side. Iruka, to whom Kakashi will come back after the missions. Iruka, who will give himself willingly to Kakashi as oft as Kakashi wishes to have him.
Isn't it a wonderful setting?
Kakashi blinked. Before, never in his life such thoughts appeared inside of his head.
He knew very well that there were pairs in their village, who met on a regular basis and even created families, with children and stuff. Before, Kakashi didn't think such a lifestyle was for him.
Still, to have Iruka only for himself? Why, that would be great.
A loving Iruka, a flirty Iruka, maybe later - a demanding Iruka.
Why not?
Kakashi nodded to himself and his eyes returned to the window. Iruka sat there and openly stared at him.
While Kakashi was daydreaming in green leafs, he already managed to send the children home.
Kakashi wondered if the thoughts similar to his own had crossed Iruka's mind, too. Maybe that was the reason Iruka behaved strange towards him.
Suddenly, Kakashi felt thrills run through his body. This last thought made him very excited. He wished it could be truly so.
Meanwhile, Iruka stood up and slowly went to the window. The teacher unlocked the window, left it half-open, and then returned to his desk.
Kakashi gulped. Was Iruka inviting him inside? The thrills began to concentrate in the lower part of Kakashi's body.
He growled inwardly and strengthened his will. Iruka only for himself! With this thought, Kakashi jumped up and entered Iruka's classroom through the window.
Iruka sat at his desk with his face hidden in his palms. Kakashi approached the teacher and leisurely positioned one of his thighs on the corner of the desk.
"Iruka-sensei," he said.
"Mhm?" Iruka wondered without taking his palms from his face.
Kakashi smiled affectionately. This shy man here will be for his use only. How wonderful.
"I'm waiting for you to tell me," murmured Kakashi.
"To tell you what exactly?" Iruka asked in a barely recognizable voice, because it was still muffled by his palms tightly pressed to his mouth.
Kakashi began to reply, and even said "A...", but right that moment the door burst wide open, and Genma appeared. Kakashi frowned at him.
Iruka's palms fell to the surface of the desk and revealed his face. And a fiery blush, which covered it.
"Hey you guys there!" Genma cried as he headed straight to them. He stopped behind Iruka's back, leaned forward and entwined his hands around the teacher's neck. "What are you two doing? Having another brainwashing session, huh?"
Iruka murmured something unintelligible.
Kakashi's frown deepened. He didn't like Genma being so familiar with his Iruka.
"What?" Genma drawled and affectionately rubbed his nose against Iruka's pink ear. "Tell the truth to your dear friend right now," he whispered into the ear.
Iruka started and made an effort to move away.
"Genma stop it, please," he said sharply. "I know what you came here for. Don't worry, I remember well what I promised to do for you today."
Genma gave Iruka another tight hug.
"Thank you honey! I love you the most. See you soon then," he let go of Iruka's neck and headed to the door. Halfway to the door he turned around and winked at Kakashi.
"I can't wait for the night to come!"
With that, he left.
Kakashi looked at Iruka.
Iruka sighed. He sat there straight and stared at the desk.
"So, what do you want me to say?" he wondered in a slightly trembling voice.
Kakashi slowly moved his head to look at the door where Genma disappeared. It turned out his fantasy about 'his Iruka' was a little bit late to become true.
Of course, Iruka was beautiful, good-natured, and kind. For sure, there must be an impressive line for his heart. Kakashi realized his feelings too late. He was always too late in such matters.
Right, there was a huge amount of nice people for Iruka to choose from. Kakashi was a realist. He knew how to recognize his defeat.
"No, I'm very sorry to bother you." Without as much as another look at Iruka, he stood up and went back to the window.
He heard Iruka called out to him, but he was too discouraged to react.
Kakashi climbed at the windowsill and jumped to the roof. To begin with, he wished he could be somewhere far away, to escape the unnatural pain that suddenly resided in his chest.