Title: Peace is Difficult to Find
Couple: KakaIru
Word: 4 - Photosynthesis
Warning: None.
Requested by: RS Valentine.

"The process of photosynthesis is..." Iruka mumbled to himself, his eyes travelled up to the name at the top of the page. They landed on 'Uzumaki Naruto'. Now he understood why the answer made little sense. He read the answer out loud, "It has something to do with vegetables. It's how they turn green." He could see the spots where the blonde had hesitated.

Iruka finished with the copy, giving him points for trying. Unlike the next person. He took Shikamaru's copy and without even looking through it, gave it a zero. He sighed, resting his head on his arms.

"What's up?" Iruka was much too used to the sudden apparition of his lover to be surprised.

He lifted his head and turned to look at the jounnin, "My class is at the worst average I've ever seen!"

Kakashi smilled lazyly, "It means they'll be great on the field."

"Yes, well, I don't see that happening unless they shape up. They won't get to the field at the rate they're going."

"Try using reverse-psychology." Kakashi said, laying on the bed.

"Don't you remember the last time I tried using reverse-psychology?" Kakashi laughed quietly.

"Yeah, they used it on you and got a day off."

"It's not funny...I gave them a pop quiz the next day. Served them right!" Iruka turned in his seat to look at his jounnin lover. "So did you come here for a reason?"

"Do I need a reason?" Kakashi asked, looking the other in his innocent eyes. Iruka had seen a lot of the battlefield young, but it never showed in his eyes.

Iruka smiled, "Not really..." He stood up and crawled into the bed. He rested his head on Kakashi's chest and put an arm loosely around his waist.

Laying together like that was rare. Iruka spent his days at the school and his nights correcting, or readying the next day's lessons. His life was devoted to his students. Kakashi spent all his time on missions. The minute he got back, he usually went out on another one. Peace was difficult to find. Especially as shinobi.

Though they knew that the next day they would part and not see each other for days, maybe weeks, they remained happy. They relished in the happiness they were lucky enough to find. For love is a rare gift, only given to those deserving of it.

AN: Hello! I hope you liked this one-shot!

Thank you for reading!
-MewMew