Disclaimer: Don't own.

AN: NC-17.

Kakashi's mind woke up before his body did. He felt the mattress gently dip under some extra weight, before softly bouncing. He sighed and rubbed his face into the pillow that smelled like his husband before cracking an eye open. He pushed away the comforter enough to look at the person that was sitting on the bed and found dark blue eyes softly looking at him, a smile on the young boy's face.

"Minoru-kun," Kakashi said a bit hoarsely and rolled over, laying on half of his back.

"How are you feeling, Kakashi-dad?" Minoru asked softly.

Kakashi sighed and rubbed his face, before dropping his hand to the bed and giving his son a tired smile, "Still feel tired."

Minoru nodded in understanding, "I'm glad your back home, Kakashi-dad."

Kakashi smiled, "Me too, Minoru-kun."

Minoru hesitated and looked down at his lap, "Iru-dad really missed you," he said softly and looked back up, "He tried not to show it, you know? To show how much he worried and stuff, but I could tell because his smiles were different," he tilted his head, "They were sad. I tried to distract him and stuff but…I don't think it was the type of thing I could easily distract him from," he shrugged and smiled sheepishly at his dad, "I guess it's something I don't really understand," he smiled and began to pick at the comforter he was sitting on, "I think during the first month or so, he didn't sleep well so he was almost always tired…even though he tried not to show it," he hesitated and continued to pick at the comforter, "And…I caught him crying one day, after the four months, when you were already running late. I guess he was really worried, you know? But he said that he was just tired, I guess so that I wouldn't have to worry," he said softly. He frowned and looked back up as his dad, "I know I said that I would make sure that Iru-dad wouldn't be sad while you were gone…but…," he trailed off, "I tried, Kakashi-dad, I did."

Kakashi's chest constricted almost painfully. In the past, he could only imagine how Iruka felt when he left for a mission, he could only imagine what the younger man went through. Sometimes he wondered if it was the same type of hurt he would feel, the same type of longing that would grow over the days. But he realized that it wasn't. That while he was being Sharingan Kakashi, not letting those emotions effect his duty, Iruka was home dealing with the emotions. Alone. He didn't know which was worse.

"Minoru-kun," dark blue eyes turned to him and he placed a firm but gentle hand on the boy's knee, "You being here for Iru-dad, alone was enough, believe me," he sighed, "It would have been worse if he had to go through this alone," he smiled, "And you," he said, his smile growing, "Sometimes I don't believe that you're eight years old," his son chuckled, "Thank you for being here for Iru-dad, for taking care of him while I was away."

Minoru smiled, a soft blush on his cheeks from the praise. He leaned down and managed to give Kakashi an awkward hug and pulled away, smiling. . He looked over at the door as it opened.

"Minoru-kun," Iruka said from the doorway, raising an eyebrow in amusement, "What did I tell you? Kakashi-dad needs his rest."

Minoru smiled sheepishly at him, "I just wanted to make sure he was alright."

Iruka chuckled, "He's fine Minoru-kun, and he'll be better if he rest properly," he smiled, "Go on, lunch is ready."

Minoru nodded and hopped off the bed and walked out of the bedroom and down the hall to the kitchen.

Iruka smiled at Kakashi and moved to the sit on the bed, "How are you feeling?"

Kakashi sighed, "Better, still tired."

Iruka nodded, "Do you want anything before you go back to sleep?"

Kakashi shook his head.

Iruka smoothed his hand over the older man's covered torso, "I noticed that you lost some weight."

Kakashi smiled softly at the younger man, "Ration bars don't really help keep on weight," he placed his hand over the tan one that was resting on his hip, "I noticed your hair grew," he chuckled, "Or maybe it's just me."

Iruka chuckled, "Maybe," he pulled on the ends of his ponytail, "I'm not sure."

"Iruka," he said softly and chocolate eyes turned to him, "Minoru was telling me…," he trailed off, thinking of his words, "I didn't know…," he said softly, "I didn't know how much…how much you worried. In the past, I…I only had an idea how it affected you, and I never really knew how much it did because I wasn't here…," he noticed the chocolate eyes drop their gaze, "Iruka, I'm sorry for making you worry," he said softly.

Iruka looked into the mismatched eyes before averting his gaze, "I was scared…," he said above a whisper through the lump in his throat, "I was scared…when you would take longer than your expected return date," he felt tears weld up in his eyes, "I was scared that you wouldn't come back home," tears rolled down his cheeks, his hand gripping the comforter over the older man's hip, "I was scared, Kakashi," he choked, "But I knew that you had to come back home, you h-had to…because it h-hurt, the thought o-of –the thought of l-losing you h-hurt too much," he choked on a sob.

Kakashi sat up and instantly wrapped his arms around his sobbing husband, and swallowed through the lump growing in his throat, "Iruka," he said softly, tightening his hold on his trembling husband.

Iruka's reserve broke in the warm, protective embrace and he found that he couldn't stop the tears from rolling down his cheeks, "I t-thought I l-lost you," he choked out, "When four m-months turned to f-five," he tightened his hold on his husband, burying his face in a bare shoulder, "I c-couldn't – I couldn't s-stop the fear – if –if I l-lost you -," he choked on a sob and felt the arms around him tighten their hold.

"Shh, Ruru," he whispered soothingly, cradling the younger man against him, "Iruka," he said softly. He couldn't bear seeing his husband like this, when the younger man would give himself over to his pain and hurt. He couldn't bear it, it made his heart ache to see the man he loves so hurt, "Iruka," his voice cracked and he kissed an exposed temple. He pulled away and cupped the younger man's jaw. He kissed away the stray tears before planting a soft kiss on the soft lips. He took the younger man's hand and kissed the silver band, "Iruka, you will never lose me," he said softly, and looked into the chocolate eyes. He smiled fondly at his husband, "No matter what happens, Iruka," he dropped his hand to the younger man's chest, over the beating heart, "You will never lose me," he felt tears fill his own eyes, "I will always be with you, no matter what happens," he entwined their fingers and brushed away the younger man's fresh tears. A warm smile graced his lips, "Together forever. Our hearts as one."

Iruka gasped softly and wrapped his arms around the older man, burying his face in the older man's neck, feeling the older man's strong arms wrap around him, "Kakashi," he said softly, "Oh, Kakashi."

Kakashi pulled away and kissed the scarred nose, "I'm home now, there's nothing to worry about, alright?"

Iruka smiled and nodded. He swiped his eyes with the back of his hand, "I'm sorry, you didn't…you didn't need this right now."

Kakashi smiled and shook his head. He pulled his husband closer and kissed the tan forehead, "I'm always here for you, Ruru."

Iruka sighed and smiled. He gently pushed the older man back down onto the bed, "Get your rest," he said softly, "I'll wake you up for dinner, alright?"

Kakashi nodded and soft lips kissed his forehead.

Iruka stood and walked out of the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He walked into the kitchen where Minoru was drying his hand. The dark haired boy turned to him and smiled, "When will Kakashi-dad feel better?"

Iruka smiled, "He should be feeling better by tomorrow. I'll be waking him up for dinner though," his smile widened, "Want to help me make dinner?"

Minoru grinned, "A welcome home dinner!"

Iruka chuckled, "The best kind there is."

"'Kashi."

Kakashi sighed and furrowed deeper into the covers.

"'Kashi."

He hummed and shifted closer to the body that was trying to wake him up.

Iruka chuckled, "'Kashi, you need to eat, dinner's almost ready."

Kakashi sighed and cracked open an eye, before closing it again and snuggling into the covers and pillows.

Iruka smiled, "And you tell me I'm cute."

Kakashi felt himself blush and cracked his eyes open again, and blinked away the sleep before rolling over and stretching much like a cat, the comforter revealing pale skin.

Iruka's mouth wet dry and felt himself blush, "How are you feeling?"

Kakashi's body went slack and smiled sleepily at his husband, "Better."

Iruka smiled and stood to walk over to the dresser.

Kakashi sat up and looked at the younger man as a thought occurred to him, "Iruka?"

"Hm?" Iruka pulled out a pair of sweatpants and a worn t-shirt for the older man.

"Did Minoru take the final exam to graduate?"

Iruka turned to the older man and placed the clothes on the bed, "No, he didn't."

Kakashi's eyes widened a fraction, "Really?" the younger man nodded, "But, he was ready."

Iruka sighed, "I know he was, but he said that he wants to take at least another year to prepare himself. He said that he doesn't feel completely ready."

Kakashi furrowed a silver brow in thought, "You don't think that it has anything to do with me being away, do you?" he looked up at the younger man.

Iruka looked at the older man and shrugged, a soft smile on his lips, "I don't know. Maybe he was contemplating it and you being away made his decision final," he tilted his head, "You should ask him."

Kakashi nodded and pushed the covers off of himself and got out of bed. He grinned when he noticed the younger man staring. He closed the distance between them and wrapped an arm around his husband's waist, "Ruru," he purred and nuzzled the younger man's neck.

Iruka shivered and tilted his head when he felt soft lips began to kiss his neck.

And then Kakashi's stomach remembered it was hungry.

Iruka snorted and pulled away, "Get dressed," he said, trying not to laugh. He walked out of the bedroom and back into the kitchen where Minoru was waiting for him.

Kakashi got dressed and walked down the hall, nearly stumbling over himself in the process, and his stomach made rather loud proclamations of hunger as his nose caught the smell of food. He entered the kitchen and was greeted by shorter arms wrapping around his waist. He chuckled and ruffled his son's hair as his eyes fell on the food on the table.

Minoru grinned, "I helped!"

Kakashi chuckled, "Really?"

Minoru nodded, "Iru-dad says that I will be cooking better than you in no time."

Kakashi glared at Iruka who was trying not to laugh and instead turned around and took three glasses out of the cupboard.

Once they sat at the table, Kakashi became very aware of his hunger and practically wolfed down his first plate, which then earned him a glare from both Minoru and Iruka to slow down. He served himself more dumplings and pieces of homemade sushi. He popped a dumpling into his mouth before looking over at Minoru, he swallowed and gave his son a curious look, "So, Iru-dad told me that you decided not to take the final exam to graduate."

Minoru took a bite from a piece of tempura and looked at Kakashi. He nodded and swallowed, "I thought I could use another year to prepare myself."

Kakashi nodded, "Does that mean that you felt that you weren't ready?"

Minoru tilted his head, "To graduate? Maybe. But to be assigned into a Genin team?" he frowned.

Kakashi looked at his son, "So, it's more about confidence then?"

Minoru hesitated before nodding, "You could say that."

Kakashi nodded and ate another piece of sushi.

"Plus, I have a lot of time this summer to train and stuff," he smiled.

Kakashi smiled served himself some stir fry, "Sounds good to me."

Iruka smiled and took another dumpling from the platter, and realized that they probably made too much food. But Kakashi wasn't complaining and he was slowly beginning to think that he didn't make enough.

Kakashi pretty much threw himself onto the couch, giving a content sigh. Iruka walked in after him, a package in his hand as joined him on the couch. Minoru joined them short after, sitting on the opposite couch as he watched his dads with curiosity, he knew what was in the package and he didn't want to miss the reaction.

"Kakashi," he started, "I got this for you while you were gone," he smiled and handed the package to the older man, "You can think of it as an Anniversary present if you want, and if you do, this is only part of it."

Kakashi took the package, unwrapped it and gasped, "Th-this," he stammered, staring at the blue book, "This!" He looked up at Iruka and pounced, earning him a yelp from his husband they fell back onto the couch.

Minoru laughed and laughed harder when Iruka wheezed out a "Kakashi!"

Kakashi nuzzled the tan neck, smiling and hugged his husband tighter, "You bought me an Icha Icha volume!" he said cheerfully.

"Kakashi!" Iruka tried pushing the older man off of him, their son's laughter only growing louder. He blushed, "Kakashi!"

Kakashi chuckled and kissed a scarred cheek before pulling away and looking down at the younger man panting for air, "Thank you, Ruru."

Iruka sat up and chuckled, "You act as if you didn't know that there wasn't a new volume coming out."

"I didn't."

Iruka looked at the older man, surprised, "Really?"

Kakashi shook his head and grinned, "It's a nice surprise," he said and eyes the blue book, his gaze moved to the younger man, leering, "A wonderful surprise."

Iruka reacted too late when Kakashi pounced again, and Minoru's laughter became contagious.

Iruka walked into the bedroom after getting Minoru in bed and smiled when he found the older man humming while reading his new book. He shook his head as he joined his husband in bed.

Kakashi grinned and marked his page, "You know, you said this was part of my present," he leered and crawled closer to his husband.

Iruka quirked an eyebrow and crawled out of bed, "Oh, you're right."

Kakashi watched as the younger man moved to the closet and retrieved a rather big box, "What is that?"

Iruka chuckled, "Open it and find out," he put the box on the bed and pushed it towards his husband.

Kakashi undid the ribbon, opened the lid and pulled away the tissue paper. He choked on his gasp.

Iruka rubbed the scar on his nose, "I know it's kind of…unnecessary, seeing that you already have the whole collection," he smiled, "But not all of them are first edition are they? And autographed?...and hardcover?"

Kakashi ran his fingers over the spines of the new Icha Icha books. Every volume. First edition. Autographed. He took the new blue book and realized that it was autographed as well.

Iruka watched his husband with curiosity; I don't think I'll ever understand. The older man replaced the lid and moved to put the box on the floor, next to the bed. He quirked an eyebrow and before he could ask he was pinned to the mattress, lips pressing against his in a hungry kiss. The older man's strong body pressed against his own, his hot tongue against his. He gasped when he felt a hand dip into his pants and stroke his hardening length.

"Ruru," he growled against parted lips.

Iruka smiled, "Don't tell me Icha Icha does this to you?" he said breathlessly, his hips slowly rocking on their own accord against the hand slowly stroking his erection.

Kakashi grinned, "You buying Icha Icha for me, does this," he emphasized the word by grinding his hips against the younger man's, "To me."

Iruka sighed as soft lips began to kiss and suck at his neck. Warm hands tugged down his pants, "W-wait – you need to rest -," he was effectively cut off by a tongue against his.

Kakashi grinned as he looked down at his flushed husband, "If it makes you feel any better, I will rest a lot better sated," he rocked his hips downwards, "Don't you agree?" he purred.

Iruka groaned and tugged the older man's pants down, biting his lips as their arousals grinded against each other. He felt hands snake into his shirt, pulling it up, allowing soft lips to latch on to a dark nipple, making him choke back a moan.

Kakashi pulled back, grinned and pulled off the younger man's shirt, and flung it to the floor. He made a trail of kiss down the tan chest, and down the taut abdominal, dipping his tongue into the younger man's navel. He grinned as the younger man rocked his hips, the hardened member nudging his chin. He gave the tip a kiss, eliciting a soft moan from the younger man. He kissed along the hardened length, giving it a swift lick as his hands tugged off his husband's pants. He kissed the inner thigh of a raised leg, and nibbled on it before leaning back and riding his own clothes.

Iruka watched as the older man undressed, groaning as he felt his erection twitch at the sight.

Kakashi grinned and leaned back down to hover above his husband, "On your hands and knees, Ruru," he purred into the younger man's ear.

Iruka shivered and complied as the older man moved back to give him room to move. He felt hands smooth over his skin, following the curve of his spine as soft lips kissed his shoulder blades. He flushed hotter when he felt the older man's erection glide between the clef of his cheeks, making his hips rock against him.

Kakashi hummed in approval as he pressed himself flush against the Iruka's back, his hands wandering along tan skin, "Tell me, Ruru," he purred, "Did you put any of those lovely toys to use while I was gone?"

Iruka blushed under his already flushed face, "No," he said truthfully, shivering as the older man's length continued to glide between his cheeks.

"Hmm, and why's that?"

Iruka gasped, his arms nearly giving out as hands smoothed over his abdominals down to his erection, fingers lightly brushing against the tip, "I-I didn't want a substitute," he managed, "I wanted you."

Kakashi smiled against skin, "Ruru," he said softly and reached over to the nightstand and retrieved the tube of lube and slicked his fingers. He traced the younger man's entrance, feeling the tan hips buck as he pushed a finger inside.

Iruka rocked his hips against the intruding fingers, moaning low in his throat as another finger pushed in, "'Kashi," he breathed, choking on a moan as the fingers crocked and massaged his prostate.

Kakashi growled as the tan hips rocked against his fingers. He leaned down, pressing himself against the younger man's back as his lips kissed tan skin. He withdrew his fingers and slicked his own aching member and positioned himself at the welcoming entrance. He slowly pushed in, groaning at the younger man's tight heat that he could never get enough of. The tan hips rocked against his, seating him to the hilt, making him choke on a moan.

Iruka felt the older man's thighs spread his hips wider. He parted his lips in a silent moan as the older man began to thrust into him, pressing and stimulating his prostate, "Oh god…," he whispered. He felt a hand move to splay over his navel as the other found its way to a nipple, pinching and teasing it to a nub. His arms gave out, dropping to his elbow, and felt the older man drop with him. The mattress muffled his cry of pleasure as the older man thrust deeper into him.

Kakashi leaned back, smoothing his hands over tan skin and planting them on the hips rocking against his own, following them to the younger man's thighs, spreading them wider, "Iruka," he breathed, driving to the hilt.

Iruka panted for air as the older man drove faster into him. He felt an arm wrap around his waist and lift him. He found himself on Kakashi's lap, his thighs spread over the pale pair as he leaned forward, bracing himself on his arms. He raised his hips and began to meet the older man's upward thrust, choking on moans, making him whimper as his prostate met every thrust, "So good," he whispered, "Oh, Kakashi, s-so good."

Kakashi grinned pulled the younger man closer, bringing his back flush to his chest. He brought a hand up to his husband's jaw, and directed him to a heated kiss and his other hand followed the inner joint of where hip met leg, feeling the muscles and tendons twitch under his hand. He cupped the younger man's sac, and swallowed his cry of pleasure, feeling the tan body jerk against his.

They broke the kiss, breathless as Iruka rested his head on the older man's shoulder, reaching back to thread his finger into the silver locks, their breath mingling together.

Kakashi watched as the chocolate eyes slid shut under the pleasure, lips parted in silent moans and gasps. He dragged his hand along the younger man's torso, splaying it over his husband's navel, "Iruka," he whispered, nipping on the tan shoulder in front of him, "Oh god, Ruru," he thrust harder into the tan body, massaging the younger man's sac, making his husband gasp and blush under his already flushed face.

Iruka tried to keep quiet, choking back his moans of pleasure as the rigid length continued to thrust into him, the warm hand massaging his sac, his sobbing member bobbing with every movement, the tender hand splayed over his navel. He opened his eyes and the mismatched pair looked into his, mismatched eyes that were filled with love that overpowered the lust. The older man smiled at him before those soft lips sealed over his own in a sweet, passionate kiss.

Kakashi felt the younger man's sac tighten under his palm, making him moan into the kiss as he moved his hand to take hold of the sobbing member, smearing the drops of precum before his hand began to pump in time. He felt the tan body jerk against his and the fingers in his hair tightened their grip and pulled closer as his husband came in his hand, his hot seed smearing over his hands and the taut stomach.

Iruka broke the kiss with a gasp, throwing his head back as he rode out his orgasm, he felt the older man bury his face into his neck and falter in his rhythm. He gave a pleasant shudder when he felt himself being filled by the older man's seed.

Kakashi panted against Iruka's neck, planting lazy kisses along sweaty skin. He leaned forward and let the younger man lay on the bed, rolling him over onto his back. He gave a lazy grin and began to lick off the smeared semen on his hands.

Iruka groaned and took a pale hand and began to lick off his own seeds, grinning when mismatched eyes widened. He pulled the older man down for a kiss, tasting himself on their tongues.

"Hmm," Kakashi hummed, and pulled away his eyes moving to the mess on the younger man's stomach. He grinned and began to lap at the spilt come, making the younger man squirm under the ministration, "I missed this," he whispered against the now clean stomach. He crawled over the tan body and smiled down at his husband, "I missed you."

Iruka smiled and pulled the older man closer; he reached over and turned off the lamp. He pulled that covers over themselves and smiled as his husband snuggled closer, ending up half sprawled on top of him. He wrapped his arms around him in a protective embrace, leaning his head against the silver head, "I missed you too, love."

Kakashi smiled and lovingly nuzzled the younger man's neck. It felt wonderful to be back home, in his husband's arms. And he could make up for lost time with Minoru during Summer vacation, even though he only had a month left before the new term began. Somehow everything was going to work out.

Iruka felt the older man drift into sleep, his breath soothingly ghosting along his skin.

Iruka didn't have any trouble sleeping that night.