Iruka leaned back into the bed, grinning at Genma, who'd come to check on him. "You look much better."
Genma chuckled, reaching out to gently pat Iruka's shoulder.
Iruka grinned and tipped his head, rubbing his cheek against Genma's finger. "Everyone else?"
"Fine. Shikaku was the worst off, but Lady Tsunade healed him up. You're getting out this afternoon; me, Kakashi and Asuma got off the lightest. Basic bumps and bruises. Shibi was pretty much unscathed. Inoichi got out this morning."
Genma grinned. "Kakashi has been agitated since he woke up this morning."
Iruka blushed. Genma snickered.
"Genma…" Iruka whispered.
"Hey, Ruka." Genma patted his shoulder again. "I'm happy. He's a good guy, once and a while."
Iruka flushed, laughing. "Yeah."
"So you guys have sex yet?" Genma asked, his eyes dancing.
…
Kakashi put his hand on the doorknob, but the door flew open and Genma danced out, followed by several well-aimed flying things. Kakashi flattened himself to the wall and watched Genma escape, laughing and rubbing the side of his head.
Then, when it had calmed down, he cautiously stuck his head in the door. "Ruka?"
"Kashi." Iruka was sitting up, rubbing his scar and blushing beet red. Sure now he wasn't going to have things thrown at him, Kakashi slid in and closed the door behind him. Then he went and crawled into bed, snuggling up to his chuunin.
"Hey." Iruka curled his arms around him and closed his eyes, a small smile on his face. "I missed you."
"Me too." Kakashi nuzzled his chest, then sighed. He finally felt his body relaxing; tension had plagued him all morning, despite Genma's assurances that Iruka was fine, he was just fine.
Iruka echoed his sigh, running his hands through Kakashi's hair. "I want to go home, Kashi." Iruka said plaintively. "Right now. I'm fine."
"I know. I want to take you home." Kakashi smiled, realizing that he didn't know which 'home' he was referring to. Or care, really. Home was with Iruka.
He suddenly needed to taste him. Sitting up, he shifted Iruka lower, grinning at the surprised and amused look on Iruka's face. Then he spread himself out, covering Iruka's body with his own. He braced his upper body on his elbows and leaned down to kiss Iruka, feeling Iruka's arms slide unhesitantly up around his shoulders.
Their tongues slid over each other as their hands wandered over each other's bodies. There was no real urgency; they both just needed to touch and to be touched. Kakashi broke the kiss and started to nibble on Iruka's neck and Iruka chuckled breathlessly, stroking his hands along Kakashi's shoulders.
"Kashi…stop." Iruka said softly, smiling. "I don't really want to perform for an audience, and anyone could walk through that door at any time."
"I know." Kakashi sighed deeply and buried his face in Iruka's shoulder, breathing in the scent of his Ruka. "I'm sorry. I just…"
"I know." Iruka moved his hands up to run through Kakashi's hair. "Me too. I can't wait to get out of here."
"Well, I was going to ask if you had anyone who could keep an eye on you." Tsunade's amused voice drifted over from the door. "But I see that you're pretty well…covered."
Iruka blushed scarlet. Kakashi groaned and refused to lift his head.
"Kakashi, take Iruka home. Now. I really don't want to have to die of a nosebleed, and if you two keep going, that's what's going to happen.
Iruka blushed harder.
…
Asuma, Kotetsu and Izumo were waiting for them when they got home. Kakashi's initial rush of annoyance (go 'way I wanna molest my Ruka) was tempered when it was revealed that they'd brought food with them.
Iruka was laughing at some story that Kotetsu was telling, embellished by the flashing of his chopsticks. He flashed a little too hard and nearly stuck it up Izumo's nose, which earned him a black look and a smack.
Asuma reached out and broke up the squabbling pair, threatening them with a fate worse than death if they didn't knock it off. Iruka idly asked if Ibiki needed any help with the cleanup after his 'sessions.' Izumo, who'd actually had that duty once, blanched and promised to behave for the rest of his life.
Kakashi sat silently, leaning on the table and smiling. This was…nice. Nicer than he'd really expected. The four friends weren't ignoring him; they automatically included him in their conversations. Izumo and Kotetsu weren't…quite…at ease with him enough to include him in their teasing, but Kakashi had the feeling that it wouldn't last long. Iruka was blushing again, and Asuma was snickering. Izumo threw something at Kotetsu.
Kakashi flinched when the piece of food that Kotetsu threw back as retaliation missed and hit him on the cheek. Kotetsu stilled, eyeing him a touch uncertainly. Kakashi reached down and picked it up, then deliberately flicked it back at Kotetsu. It hit, sticking to his cheek, and everyone burst into hysterical laughter.
Iruka gathered up the plates and deposited them in the kitchen, then leaned over and wrapped his arms around Kakashi, kissing him on the cheek. Izumo and Kotetsu smirked; Asuma grinned.
My Iruka. Kakashi was thrilled. Obviously, Iruka had decided to make their relationship clear; Kakashi hadn't expected that, really. Going from a straight virgin to a man's lover was a rather large transition, and Kakashi would have been fine with keeping it cool. But Iruka had other ideas.
…
After they'd left, Kakashi wasted no time in pining Iruka to the wall and kissing him senseless. They moved to the bedroom, discarding clothes as they went until they fell gloriously nude into bed, wrapped around each other's bodies.
And then Iruka fell asleep.
Kakashi stared at him in consternation. Then he laughed, almost silently, and rearranged his Ruka more comfortably.
I love you. Kakashi felt more at peace than any other time in his life. "I love you." he whispered to the sleeping chuunin. Then he closed his eyes, smiling as he fell asleep.
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