It's all part of the plan, my dear.
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"Yo, Iwashi!" Kotetsu called as he came into the gates on Friday.
"Hey, Kotetsu, Izumo," he said, approaching the guard stand.
"You're finally back," Izumo said. You've been gone all week."
"Pick one, loser," Kotetsu said, holding out a bag. "I've had this ready since Sunday."
"What is it?" He frowned.
"We put the name of every Jonin in the village in here," Izumo explained.
"Pick who you're giving a good smack to," Kotetsu grinned.
"Now you won't have to worry about choosing," Izumo said, trying not to smile too much.
Iwashi's shoulders slumped. "Okay… I was really hoping everyone forgot about this while I was gone…" He reached cautiously into the bag, as if it might try to bite him. He grabbed a slip of paper and unfolded it. "Might, Gai," he read aloud. "Oh, shit."
"Pfft- hahahaha!" Kotetsu laughed.
Izumo had to cover his mouth to muffle his own laughter as he elbowed his lover.
"The- The Taijutsu master! Hahahaha!" Kotetsu howled, banging his hand on the desk. "You are so fucked!"
"Shit, shit, shit!" Iwashi panicked. "Let me pick someone else!"
"No way. This is wayyy too perfect!" Kotetsu said, snatching the bag back.
"Izumooo," Iwashi whined. "Do something!"
Izumo shook his head. "I have no control over this idiot."
Kotetsu grinned. "We saw Gai-san coming back from a mission today too, so you should do it tomorrow."
"Yeah, but-"
"No excuses," Kotetsu said.
"Don't you have a report to turn in?" Izumo asked.
Iwashi's shoulders slumped further. "I hate you guys…" He said weakly, walking away.
"Maybe we should have let him pick someone else…" Izumo muttered, watching him go.
Kotetsu shook his head. "Don't get soft on me, babe."
Izumo rolled his eyes. "Let's get back to work."
Kotetsu groaned.
"You especially," Izumo said sternly, jabbing him. "We're behind on this stuff."
Kotetsu let out an exaggerated sigh and sat back, stretching. "Hmm… If it weren't for me, things might actually get done around here…" He said thoughtfully.
Izumo snorted. "If you weren't so busy chatting up every female that walked in, then you'd be almost finished with your work by now."
"They always approach me first. I'm just being polite," Kotetsu sniggered. "Does it make you jealous when I talk to them?"
"Hardly," Izumo sniffed. "You also-" He smacked Kotetsu's hand away as it crept up his thigh. "-Can't keep your hands to yourself long enough to do anything important!"
Kotetsu pouted. "Touching you is important."
"Not now, it's not!" Izumo hissed, smacking his hand away again.
"Not to you, anyway," Kotetsu said, pouting more.
Izumo rolled his eyes again. "I let you do me twice this morning," he mumbled, cheeks turning red. "Is that not enough?"
"I'm not trying to do you right now. I just like to touch. I miss it during the day," Kotetsu insisted. "We may be in public, but I still want to be as close to you as possible. It's hard having to hold back all the time."
"That's…" Izumo didn't know what to say. He was right.
"I love you, Izumo," Kotetsu said softly.
Izumo huffed and glanced around. "Fine," he said, scooting his chair closer to the other. "You can touch, just… just no groping!"
Kotetsu grinned. "Yes, sir," he saluted, scooting closer as well. He placed his hand on the other's thigh.
"I miss… I miss touching you as well," Izumo admitted after a few moments of silence. He laced their fingers together under the table, his cheeks burning more. "And I love you too."
Kotetsu grinned even more and squeezed his hand.
"Let's go, let's go!" Hayase hissed to Okei as he dragged him along.
"Yeah, yeah," Okei rolled his eyes. "I'm coming."
They hurried up to Natori and Iwashi, who were waiting for them. Iwashi looked like he was about to throw up.
"Are you ready to risk your life?" Hayase grinned, excitedly.
Iwashi blanched. "Oh, Kami. Why didn't I just keep drinking? Iruka beat me by one shot!"
"Maamaa… Maybe it won't be too bad," Natori said uncertainly.
Hayase sniggered. "Don't sound too confident."
"He's going to kill me!"
"Maybe not," Okei said, pushing his glasses further up his nose. "If you run fast enough."
Iwashi groaned.
"Izumooo, why are you so grouchy today?" Kotetsu whined as he and Izumo went to meet up with the others.
Izumo crossed his arms over his chest with a huff. "I didn't get any sleep. You kept me up all night with your damn snoring!" He said. "You sound like a cat drowning in oatmeal."
Kotetsu sniggered and then coughed a bit. "I'm sure it wasn't thatttt bad," he said. "And I couldn't help it! I have a cold, remember?"
"How could I forget? I'm sick too!" Izumo scowled, his nose red and stuffy.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he said with a sneeze.
Izumo gave a snuffled sigh. "It's not your fault," he grumbled. "I shouldn't have been kissing you. I got myself sick."
"Hey, guys!" Hayase called as they approached. "Ew. Are you guys sick?"
They both scowled at him.
"Where's Iruka?" Izumo asked thickly.
"I'm here! I'm here!" Iruka cried, hurrying up. "Sorry, I had to help one of my students before lunch."
"It's fine. Now let's go," Hayase said. "Natori, you saw Gai-san just a few minutes ago, right?"
"Right," he said. "Come on."
They found Gai walking down the street near the market.
"Crap. He's with Kakashi," Iruka gasped to Kotetsu and Izumo. "I completely forgot to tell him about this."
"Why- Were you too busy doing other stuff?" Kotetsu sniggered, flicking at a hickey on his neck.
"Shaddup," he grumbled, tugging at his collar.
They all found a place to hide and Hayase shoved Iwashi toward the street. "Go on!" He hissed.
They all watched silently as Iwashi stumbled towards them. The two of them hadn't noticed him approaching yet.
Though, who keeps a lookout for someone trying to smack you, anyway?
Iwashi stopped them, but the others were too far away to hear what he was saying. Iwashi gave a quick bow and reached up and smacked Gai in the face. Gai reeled back a bit, more surprised than hurt by the sudden attack. Kakashi's eye just widened, his hands in his pockets.
"I'M SO SORRY!" Iwashi screamed as he ran away.
The others were all on the ground laughing.
"What was that for?!" Gai cried.
He and Kakashi looked over towards the sound of laughter.
"Shit! They've seen us! Run!"
They all scrambled up and took off in different directions. Iruka ran towards the nearest alley and around a corner, slamming straight into Kakashi.
"Got you," he said, grabbing Iruka's wrist before he could fall backwards.
"K-Kakashi!" He practically squeaked. "Um…"
Damn ANBU skills.
"Hello," Kakashi said, giving him an eye smile. "May I ask what you guys are doing?"
"I-I- um- Well, you see-" he began. "It was a bet of sorts- and originally it was supposed to be you that got hit, but I stopped them- I mean, I couldn't let them hit you! -And-and- "
"Me?" Kakashi said with a frown. "Did I do something wrong?"
"N-No!" He said quickly. "I'm sorry! This was a really bad idea!"
Kakashi chuckled. "What you're saying doesn't make much sense, but I'm not mad. I didn't get hit after all. I can't speak for Gai though…"
Iruka gulped. "Crap…"
"He won't go after any of the rest of you," Kakashi said with a cheerful hum as he glanced around and tugged his mask down. "But since I have you here alone…" He backed Iruka up against the wall, pressed himself against him, and captured his lips in a heated kiss.
"Mmm!" Came Iruka's muffled reply. He moaned as Kakashi's tongue moved in to dominate his mouth and Iruka's hands came up to fist in his shirt.
Wait- How did this happen?
Kakashi unzipped Iruka's vest and shoved it back off his shoulders, so that he could get at the tanned skin under his shirt. He could feel Iruka squirm under his touch and he pushed their hips together roughly with a growl. Iruka made a startled sound and turned his head away to break the kiss. Kakashi went for his neck.
"Ah- Mmm- ah! K-Kakashi, wait!" He gasped, his breath hitching as Kakashi grinded against him. "My lunch break is almost over. I have to get back to my class!"
Kakashi growled again and pushed back his collar to bite his shoulder. "Can't they wait?"
Iruka hissed as he licked at the new mark and moved up to lap at his collarbone. "N-No!" He protested, his hips bucking against the other's. "Ahh- As much as I want to do this- nngh! –I can't be late!"
Kakashi started biting at the protruding bone and Iruka had to reach up and pinch at his side enough to tickle him. Kakashi jerked back, making a funny little sound. "Cheater," he huffed, pouting.
"I'm sorry," Iruka laughed, breathlessly. "We can continue this after school."
"I can't even suck you off before you go?" Kakashi asked, sulkily.
"Wha- no!" Iruka said, though his cock twitched at the idea of it. He glanced at his watch. "I only have a few minutes left."
"That's plenty of time," Kakashi said gruffly and dropped to his knees. "I can make you cum really fast."
"Gah! No, no, no!" Iruka cried, trying to push him away.
Kakashi swatted at his hands and tugged his pants down enough to get his cock out. "Don't resist," he said. "It'll only take longer."
Iruka sighed in exacerbation. "You're ridiculous. We're practically in a public place, you know!"
Kakashi chuckled quietly. "I'll know if someone's coming," he said before taking his cock into his mouth.
Iruka's head dropped back against the wall with a helpless groan and his hand moved down to tangle in his lover's hair. Kakashi was always good with his mouth.
He knows I can't really say no...
Iruka stumbled into his classroom. "I'm sorry I'm late!" He panted, his cheeks flushed bright red.
"Ne, Sensei? Why are you so out of breath? Did you run here?" Ino asked.
"Yes," he said, sourly.
"Why, Sensei?"
"I, er- got caught up with something," he said.
"What's that mark on your neck, Sensei?" Kiba asked.
Iruka's eyes widened. "Nothing!" He practically shouted, smacking a hand over his neck.
Damn it, I'm going to kill Kakashi!
Oh, man. Please, don't hate me for this shit chapter. I wanted to follow up on their drinking game somehow... Erk.
Thank you sooo much for the reviews, everyone!
I'll post again very soon, since this was crap. (Smutty/fluffy goodness in the next chapter!)