"You alright?"

Genma flicked his senbon to the other side of his lips and gave Iruka a concerned look. "You look like you hurt."

"I'm fine." Iruka grated out. In actual fact, he'd woken up very, very sore. A shower hadn't helped. And sitting on this wooden chair was not helping much either.

Genma was still staring at him. Iruka sighed. "Aftermath of a mission." He muttered.

Genma raised his eyebrows, but dropped it.

Iruka sighed and went back to reading the report.

He had been trying very hard not to think about what happened last night. He couldn't say it'd been the best sex he'd ever had. But it had been very, very good. It probably didn't hurt that it's been a very long time since I last had any, he reflected. He sighed. Well, I asked for it, he thought with a grin. I should have anticipated that Kakashi would want to finish it.

And it's done. He finished the report and shoved it into the basket. It's over, he told himself firmly. There's no reason that Hatake Kakashi would want to see him again, now that he had what he wanted.

The door chimed, and Iruka looked up. Time to get back to work, he thought.

…

Iruka smiled at the kids, all who looked rather excited. And nervous. Giving Naruto a last, fond grin, Iruka turned and left the classroom. Today they were meeting their jounin sensei's, starting to train for their lives as ninjas of the Leaf village. It was a proud day for Iruka. Proud and sad. Today was his last day as their sensei.

He sighed. He hated graduation day.

Laughter brought him up short. He stood against the wall, giving the people who stepped past him a brief, formal bow. The one in the lead, Asuma, returned it and then clapped him on the shoulder. "Hey, Iruka-san. You got them all shaking in their shoes for us?"

Iruka grinned back at him. "Yes. They're ready for you."

Kurenai laughed softly. "You're such a good teacher." She gave him a warm smile. "Well, we should go pick up our teams now."

"Meh." Iruka stiffened. He turned to stare at the man who'd made the noise. "I'm not looking forward to this."

"Poor Kakashi." Asuma laughed and winked at Kurenai. "How'd the Hokage talk you into taking a team, anyway?"

"Orders." Kakashi muttered. "Can't go against orders. But this team's going to be a problem, I can already tell. Uzimaki and Uchina."

"You're lucky." Asuma grinned. "I've got the slacker Nara, Yamanaka and Akimichi. I bet they're just as much of a handful as their parents were."

"Hello, my esteemed fellows!" A booming voice quickly cleared the room. The other jounins, muttering, all but knocked each other over in their efforts to reach the classroom. Asuma sighed and grabbed Kurenai's arm, pulling her away. That left Hatake and Iruka to face a beaming, super-excited Guy.

"What a wonderful day!" Guy hollered. "Today I take three genin in the springtime of their youth and begin to mold them, guiding their faltering steps down the road to becoming full-fledged Shinobi!" Guy's face was streaming with tears.

Kakashi looked horrified. Biting his lip to stop from laughing, Iruka reached up and patted the taller man's green-clad shoulder. "Your team is waiting for you, Guy. Better go and meet them."

"My team!" Guy quickly dried his tears and bounded down the hallway.

"Thanks." Kakashi said dryly. "That man's a bit much."

Iruka laughed. "Yeah. He's crazy."

"Hmmm." Kakashi turned to leave, then hesitated. "Umino…about the other night…"

"Don't." Iruka sighed. "It's ok. It was good. But I…"

Hatake turned back to him, raising one silver eyebrow. "You what?" He asked slowly. Iruka flushed.

"I know what it was. It's ok. I'm not going to follow you around, mooning at you and declaring my love or anything."

"What it was." Kakashi laughed almost soundlessly. Then he was suddenly against Iruka, pressing him against the wall. "It was…" he said slowly… "Very enjoyable. And while I'm glad you're not in love with me, I have to say I wouldn't mind repeating the experience."

Iruka gasped, pressing his hands flat against the wall. "Hatake, your team…"

"They can wait. Patience is a good virtue for a shinobi to cultivate." Kakashi's voice was wicked. He leaned in and started nuzzling Iruka's neck, sliding his hips against Iruka's in a slow roll that made Iruka gasp again.

"Sh..it. Ka..Kakashi, n…not here." Iruka tipped his head back, his eyes darting down the hall to the open classroom door. "N..not here."

"You're right. This is a little exposed." Kakashi murmured into his neck. "Where shall we go…" He suddenly pulled Iruka from the wall and Iruka stumbled into him, grabbing his shirt.

Then they disappeared.