Disclaimer: Although people have asked if I was, I am not Kishimoto, so I have no rights to these characters. If I did, Naruto would so be a more of a SasuNaru story then what it is now.

"Come on, Iruka!" Kakashi begged like the dog that he was. "Please let me in! It's been a whole day!" All night and morning long, he had been scratching at Iruka's door. The neighbors saw and gawked at the man's crazy antics. And true, Iruka started to become a little embarrassed over the whole scenario. He sighed as he fell back on the door, falling smoothly to the ground, and brought his legs up to his chest.

"Do you have the money to pay me back?" Iruka questioned behind the door. There was a short pause before the jounin replied.

"…Please let me in Iruka!" Kakashi pleaded as he scratched more.

"St-Stop that!" Iruka protested. He let out another heavy sigh. Meanwhile, Kakashi sat outside, still as a board as if waiting for his master's call.

"Please Iruka?" Kakashi started. "Listen, I really am sorry. It's-" The jounin paused for a minute to scratch his head, thinking of the right words to say. "It's just that, all I've wanted to do since our vacations started, was to spend time together, just the two of us. I know I'm being selfish when I say this, but it's the truth. We barely get any time to ourselves anymore! With you and your classes and holding down the mission room and me, thanks to that old hag, I've been doing nothing but going out of the villages and performing all kinds of missions. And now that we have this time together, all I want is to stay at home with be with you. Because… Because I love you Iruka." Iruka stared blankly out, she cheeks flushed after listening carefully to each of Kakashi's words. He smiled and thought to himself that maybe the man had suffered enough. "I just want to be with you and **** and ****, not to mention ****, ****, ****-"

"Ok!" Iruka shouted as he opened the door wide. "Shut up and get in here before anyone hears you!" he screamed louder, his voice near screeching. Again, just like a dog, Kakashi leapt up from the cold ground and wrapped his arms tightly around the chuunin, sending them both back into the house, crashing down hard to the floor. Iruka struggled to get out of the firm grip but to no avail. Kakashi just smirked as with a tap of his foot, he closed the door behind him, and quickly latched his lips upon Iruka's. "Kakashi…" the young man pondered. The jounin continued to grin as the chuunin snarled back. "Kakashi…" this time with a tone. "If you think-" Immediately, he was stopped by forceful lips. At first, the tanned man struggled, hands clasping down on the other's shoulders, trying to push him off. But as the kiss drew on, Iruka's resistance weakened. When the jounin's tongue begged for entry, those hands instead traveled up and hooked around the pale man, deepening the kiss. Their tongues danced upon each others, living in ecstasy. Kakashi's hand made it underneath Iruka's shirt and started to explore all over the tanned man's chiseled chest. Iruka moaned and squirmed underneath. He tried to give the same pleasure to Kakashi, but with full force, the jounin took both of Iruka's wrists and slammed them back on the floor, high above the young man.

"Now, now, Iruka," Kakashi whispered, looked down at his lover. "I need to show you…" One kiss. "Just how much…" Two kisses. "How sorry…" Three kisses. "I really am." Iruka looked back at him, eyes glazed over, cheeks on fire.

"Kakashi…" he said seductively.

"Yes… Sensei?" Kakashi whispered, closing in on the other.

"Do anything like that again and you'll be spending every night outside like that for a year!" Iruka shouted as he yanked on the other's wild, silver hair. Kakashi slightly winced and laughed.

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After they made up, they met both ways. Iruka agreed that they could spend some quality time together. So he suggested that they could at least decorate the house and the tree together. Without putting up a fight, Kakashi agreed.

Iruka went in back and grabbed boxes upon boxes, filled to the brim with ornaments that he owned from back when he was a kid. It did bring back some painful memories looking upon the many glass decorations. He remembered how his father would hum Christmas songs while twirling the tinsel upon their tree as his mother was in the kitchen, baking gingerbread men. He recalled as a kid, while the radio played in the background, his mom would come in with a fresh batch of cookies and his father would set them down for her, brought her into his arms, and would sway back and forth. Back then, Iruka would be disgusted with any lovey-dovey things his parents did. Looking back on it now, he figured they must have really loved each other to be able to express it so easily. He placed them down in the living room with the new ones they got the previous day and started.

Kakashi turned on the radio and turned up the volume slightly as he walked back and helped Iruka put on the ornaments one by one. Not a word was spoken, but none had to be. The feeling was shared. Both enjoyed the company of the other. Iruka laughed as Kakashi attempted to detangle the lights and laughed harder when the same had to be done for the tinsel. It was hard for Iruka to contain it when Kakashi plugged in the lights after setting them up only to find out only half worked. Eventually, after a few hours trying to get everything just right, Kakashi placed a silver, sparkling star on top and stood back to bask in their work. Iruka smiled along with Kakashi. He turned and gave his lover a slight peck on the cheek.

"Want something to eat?" he asked.

"Nah, I can get it myself," Kakashi replied.

"No, I insist. You just relax on the couch and I'll whip us up something!" Iruka insisted as he pushed Kakashi along.

"Fine," Kakashi surrendered as he sat down.

"So what do you want?"

"Hmm… How about some cookies?"

"Cookies? …But you hate sweets," Iruka reminded the man.

"I know, but I'm feeling a little festive." Iruka sighed as he strolled off into the kitchen. Luckily, the man recently bought a set of already premade cookies. All he had to do was set them out on a pan and stick them in the oven. After he stuck them in, the same, strong arms wrapped around him again. Kakashi rested his upon the other's shoulder and started with sway with the man.

"Kakashi!" Iruka giggled. He placed his hands down upon Kakashi's.

"I like this song," Kakashi whispered as he rocked side to side, bringing the other man with him into the living room.

"Kakashi! The cookies!" Iruka continued to laugh.

"It takes some time for them to be done, right?" Kakashi turned Iruka around and clasped the chuunin's left hand in his right and wrapped his other hand around the other's waist again. Slowly, the two swung back and forth to the tempo of the music, all the while, looking deeply into each other's eyes. Again, not a word was spoken. Their actions said it all. As the song ended, Iruka leaned in and gently kissed his lover.

"I love you," he whispered. Kakashi cupped Iruka's face and tenderly, graced his hand along the chuunin's scar. He leaned in and kissed him back and repeated the same words back to him.

"I love me, too." Iruka laughed and slightly pushed Kakashi back. Kakashi gave Iruka a chaste kiss and told him that he loved him too. Both wished they could stay together like this, forever wrapped in each others' arms.

That wasn't going to happen as the smoke alarm went off as the cookies burned in the oven.

A/N: Get the dancing reference? This is how the rest will turn out for each day, creatively hinting out each day. I hope to continue it until Christmas Day!~

Keep in mind, this is un-betaed due this being a little fanfic holiday gift for everyone, including my beta readers.