Teach Me How to Kiss

I don't own Naruto

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"Kakashi-san, please I'm trying to work."

Kakashi smiled, highly amused at the fact that he may be talking for hours and Iruka would only respond when he touched a paper on the desk.

"Have you been listening to a word I've said?" Kakashi asked. He picked up another paper and got it snatched from his hands as Iruka said, "Yes. Naruto and Sasuke, fighting again, this time over a shuriken."

Kakashi nodded, "Good, you were listening."

"Could you just wait for me to get finished with these reports?" The brunette nearly begged of the slightly older man.

Kakashi smiled at him from beneath his mask, "Why don't you finish up quickly then."

"I'm still waiting for Kurenai's and Asuma's reports to come in. Then you can go hang out with them." The brunette said, agitated.

Kakashi's smile faded, "Fine then, I'll leave if you want me to. I'm just unwanted around here."

Not failing to notice the slightly sharp way in which the jounin said those words, Iruka watched him walk away. He sighed, "I didn't mean it like that…"

"Well, that's what it sounded like to me."

"Naruto?" the blonde gave him a toothy fox-grin.

"In the flesh. Jeesh, you know you're the only one who makes that guy show some emotion?" Naruto said.

"He probably does the same with his friends." Naruto snickered at him, "You are his friend. His only friend. He's usually bored. He gets so bored easily; he's borderline ADD you know."

Iruka rolled his eyes, "I figured, so how are things going? Got the whole shuriken thing figured out?"

Naruto nodded, "Yeah, Sasuke said I could have it." He held up the shiny piece of metal, "and now it's mine! Oh, yeah, I win again!" He stopped to do a small happy dance at which Iruka laughed at.

"Get out of here, I have work to do." Naruto paused for a minute then he said, "He sits in front of the memorial all the time. If he's not here, he's there. Maybe you should go see him."

Iruka rolled his eyes, "Why? It's not like I'm his friend."

"Ask him why he stands there." Naruto grinned, ignoring the previous statement of his former sensei, "Tell him why you stand there when you know he's not there."

Iruka stopped moving his papers and watched as Naruto gave him a grin and turned to leave.

"I'm being lectured by my own student…does he even understand what I'm feeling?"

"Of course I do, you like him and make his life miserable just so he can notice you. He makes your life miserable just the same."

Iruka jumped when the blonde spoke from right behind him.

"Naruto! Don't do that! You nearly gave me a heart attack!"

Naruto patted Iruka's back, "You're too young for that, but too old to be acting like me and Sasuke. So go get him before someone else does."

"You and…Sasuke? Seriously?"

Naruto shrugged, "If he lets me make out with him as often as I do, then I might be slowly coaxing him out of denial."

Iruka blushed a crimson color and then said, "Naruto!"

"Okay, I'm going, I'm going." Naruto grinned and then walked towards the door, "Don't worry, there's no more clones. Ja, Iruka-sensei!" With that, the blonde dashed out the door.

Iruka had a sinking suspicion that he was going to find a certain raven-haired Uchiha, make him mad, and then…

"Mind out of gutter." He commanded of himself, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his temple. This was going to be a long rest of the work day.

"Kakashi-san."

The Jounin looked over and he saw the brunette walking towards him. His visible eye widened slightly in shock to see him there.

"Iruka-chan, what brings you around here?"

Iruka motioned toward the memorial, "my parents. Why do you stand there?"

"Many reasons."

"Like…?"

"My father, my team, my sensei." Kakashi said softly. Iruka smiled slightly, "Sometimes talking about it makes you feel better."

Kakashi coughed and then jammed his hands in his pockets, "I'm not going to talk about all of them, which would take many eternities."

Iruka looked down at the ground, "Hey, I wanted to apologize…I didn't really mean what I said."

"So, are they back?"

"Who?"

"Kurenai and Asuma?"

Iruka shook his head, "They should be, but I got out a little earlier than usual."

"Why?" Kakashi asked. Iruka blushed slightly, "That is, er, I mean…I came here, y'know to...pay my respects…"

"To see me?"

Iruka hung his head, "Y-yes…"

"Don't sound so ashamed." Kakashi said softly. Iruka looked over at him. He saw a lot of cloth. Frustrated he reached over.

"Hey what-"

"Just hold on a sec."

"wha- hey stop th-"

Iruka pulled back at surveyed Kakashi's shocked face. He had pushed his forehead protector up, where it was still slanted, but not to the point of obscuring his eye. He had pulled the mask down to reveal pale skin.

"You're pale."

Kakashi gave a slight pout and then adjusted his forehead protector, "So?"

Iruka smiled at him and then turned back to the memorial, "So are you going to tell me about your comrades?"

"I guess I have no choice."

"What about your team? Tell me about one of them." Iruka said.

"The girl or the guy?"

"How about the guy?" Iruka asked.

"Well, his description is actually very short." Kakashi muttered. Iruka watched in fascination as a slightly pink hue arose to the pale jounin's cheeks.

"I know I'm not supposed to speak ill of the dead, but he was the biggest idiot an Uchiha could produce. Dobe. I called him that. We were like Naruto and Sasuke. Always fighting but with a bond stronger than friendship between us."

Iruka rolled his eyes, "I don't think Naruto and Sasuke should be used as an example of two bickering people. There seems to be a little more to that."

"Oh?"

Iruka nodded his head, "I quote Naruto on this one: 'If he lets me make out with him as often as I do, then I might be slowly coaxing him out of denial.'"

Kakashi laughed, "Then he and I were exactly like that." Iruka blushed this time, "Serious?"

Kakashi nodded, "But I never told him anything. There were a few instances between us, but that was all. I was…going to tell him right after we got back from that mission. He died and he gave me this Sharingan eye."

Iruka could only stare at Kakashi as he told his story.

"This is a lesson to be learned: Don't be an idiot and wait. Don't put anything as important as that off."

Iruka nodded.

"What about you? Your parents?"

Iruka nodded again, "They were kind, always there for me, always supportive. They died protecting this village. I'm proud to have their names on this memorial."

"You wish they were alive." Kakashi corrected.

Iruka gave a sad smile and nodded, "Everyday I wake up with that same thought."

Kakashi was silent. Iruka cleared his throat and then declared, "Okay, I'm not going to put off anything anymore."

"Like what?"

"Well, there's someone I like and I'm going to make it clear that I like them."

Kakashi smiled, slightly sad, "Go for it, then."

Iruka, who was well on his way of becoming the new forty-year-old virgin, reached up and tangled his hand in Kakashi's hair, pulling him down and kissing him softly. The silver-haired jounin reacted immediately, placing his arms on the shorter man's waist, urging him to take a step closer.

Iruka pulled back and then smiled. Kakashi smiled back and said, "That was your first kiss I assume?"

Iruka blushed, "How can you tell?"

Kakashi laughed and then rested his head atop Iruka's, "It was clumsy, and you actually held your breath."

Iruka pouted slightly, "Fine then; teach me how to kiss."

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Meh, don't ask. I was feeling all…mushy, too mushy. I don't know what I was thinking. Review plz.