Two chapters in one week? Crazy I know! This is mostly fluff. But also a lot of kissing. I like kissing. (just putting that out there)
Kakashi decided to leave Iruka alone the next day. He didn't need to be following and annoying the teacher right now. He needed to give Iruka space, and lots of time to think about what he wanted. And anyways, they had plans for Friday night. They would have a nice dinner together, chat about some stuff, maybe Kakashi could try sneaking in a few books Iruka might want to read… to start a new kind of book collection.
Kakashi shook his head as he walked down the path. No, even the great genius Kakashi couldn't manage to get Iruka to start that kind of a book collection.
But it was only Tuesday, and Kakashi wanted to spend time with Iruka before Friday. In reality Kakashi wanted to spend as much time as was physically possible next to the man, but that was hardly practical. And so it became Kakashi's mission to think of a suitable date that wouldn't smother, or pressure the other man. It needed to be quick, nothing too long or drawn out. It had to feel like just hanging out, but at the same time be something that would be normal of a couple.
It had to be innocent.
That was the most important thing. Kakashi was far to perverted, if given the opportunity to make suggestive innuendos, or to steal a kiss, or maybe find a way to work in an innocent grope, Kakashi would take it. So clearly the only solution would be to keep himself away from those opportunities.
Kakashi decided on Ice cream. It was simple, normal couples often went out for ice cream. It was innocent enough for Iruka, and public enough to keep Kakashi's hands off. It didn't have to be for long, they could eat their ice cream, take a little walk through the village streets, and go their separate ways. It was perfect.
Kakashi decided to wait till tomorrow to spring the idea on the poor school teacher. No use to overwhelm him again. It was just that Kakashi couldn't help it. He wanted Iruka in his life, and he was exactly the kind of person to go about doing whatever he could to achieve that goal, sometimes in very childish ways. He liked to consider it part of his charm.
And so he waited, stopping by Iruka's place later that night to check and make sure Iruka was asleep properly in bed. Today he was, surprisingly, even tucked in with lights out. Clearly the man was too tired to stay up and read.
Kakashi gave his brats the day off, telling them to relax and enjoy their free time while it lasted. It gave him time to leisurely take a stroll to the missions office where he checked that, indeed Iruka did have tonight off from the missions office. His plan unspoiled, Kakashi continued to the Academy, taking his place in a tree just off school grounds to watch Iruka teach through the window. When had Iruka watching become his favourite thing? He took out his orange book, holding it out to feign reading, hoping to fool anyone who happened to come by his secret hiding place.
When class was over Iruka's head popped out of the window, calling Kakashi's name to get his attention.
"Kakashi… what misfortune has come upon me that you needed to distract me the entire afternoon with your constant presence?" The sarcasm in his voice was present, but just barely, it made Kakashi smirk.
"Ice Cream." Was the one word response.
"Ice cream?"
"Maa, you know, cream, ice, mouth, eat..." Kakashi smirked miming out churning ice cream and eating it.
"I know what it is Kakashi!" Iruka flushed frowning at the silver haired man.
"Good good. Let's go then. My treat?" His eyes smiled; almost making up for the fact Iruka couldn't see the real thing.
"Alright, alright, let me get my things." Iruka sighed, gathering up his teaching materials and leaving through the door.
Kakashi walked them to a smaller Ice cream stand at the far end of town, purchasing mango flavour for Iruka and green tea flavour for himself. Of course Iruka would pick the sweetest flavour available.
They walked casually though the town, speaking just as they had before that night at the club had happened. Iruka had regained his usual exuberance in storytelling, even making Kakashi chuckle a few times. All in all the afternoon went well. Kakashi kept his hands to himself, learned a little more about Iruka, and hoped to kami Iruka enjoyed it as much as he did.
However, as their walk inevitably took them closer to Iruka's house the younger man started showing signs their time was up.
"I'm sorry Kakashi… but it's my day off, I usually finish my lessons plans and unfinished marking." He looked away from Kakashi as he climbed the steps to the door, Kakashi at his side.
"It's fine Iruka. It was just a spur of the moment kind of thing…" Kakashi hoped his body language and voice gave away just how desperate he was to spend time with the Chunin. As weak and pathetic as it was, Kakashi rationalised if giving up a little pride meant more time with Iruka, it was a sufficient sacrifice.
Iruka seemed to catch on. Smiling as he opened the door, tugging Kakashi's sleeve to pull him inside. Kakashi swallowed, jaw tensing as he forced his brain to keep to pure thoughts. Iruka wasn't helping, leaving him against the closed door, placing his bag down and making his way back to Kakashi.
He stopped in front of the older man. Biting his lip before taking a deep breath and closing his eyes. Kakashi reminded himself Iruka was only offering a kiss, nothing more, as the brunet's chin tilted up expectantly.
Nothing could have prevented Kakashi from pulling down his mask and giving Iruka precisely what he was asking for, sealing his lips to Iruka's harshly. Iruka seemed taken aback at first, almost frightened of the intensity of which Kakashi was kissing him with, but once recovered made sure to reciprocate with equal passion.
Kakashi felt his stomach flutter at that quiet groan when their tongues finally touched, slick muscles sliding over one another in a strange dance Iruka could only copy. What seemed like hours but what was in reality only minutes Kakashi pulled away; frightened he wouldn't be able to control himself if this went on any longer.
He pulled his mask up quickly, arm wrapping around Iruka to keep him close after their shared kiss.
"That was nice." Kakashi blurted out.
It only served to make Iruka chuckle into Kakashi's chest. "Agreed. I like kissing you."
It was Kakashi's turn to chuckle. "Well at least you've got one thing sorted out."
Iruka mumbled some sort of insult into Kakashi's chest before the broke apart.
Kakashi winked, "Later Ruka-kun" and poofed away before he could incur Iruka's wrath.
Iruka slammed the door. Damn Jounin.
Thursday. One more day before Kakashi would be allowed dinner with Iruka. Kakashi figured that he was more worried about the date than Iruka. Wondering if he'd be able to control himself as to not offend, scare, or intimidate the confused teacher.
But he wanted more. Another hang out so to speak. Unfortunately Iruka closed the missions desk tonight, severely limiting their options to innocent things that can be done after 8 pm. Hrmm…
Once Kakashi had dismissed his brats for the day he wandered the village again, by sheer luck Kakashi's eye was caught by a poster on a lamp post advertising a theater troupe traveling through town. What coincidence that they would perform tonight! So, with his night decided Kakashi walked home to find civilian clothing, taking up time till he could surprise Iruka at the office.
It was a slow day in the missions office, most people leaving by 7:30, some even more like 6:00. So Iruka waited for the clock to strike 8, and locked the door, having already cleaned up earlier. When he spun around to go down the stairs Iruka caught sight of a familiar head of silver hair casually walking up the stairs.
"Leaving early today Iruka?" Came the usual drawl.
"It was slow."
Kakashi turned and walked side by side with Iruka, outlining his plan for another 'hang out', or so he called it. Iruka knew it was a date.
They walked back to Iruka's first, allowing him to set his things down and put on civilian clothing before Iruka followed to where ever Kakashi was taking him.
The crowd had already filled the small amount of seats around the simple stage by the time they arrived, so both men agreed on taking a seat in a nearby tree. Both decided this was a much better view.
Although their private tree seating was far less public than Kakashi had intended, the performance was interesting enough that he didn't need to find other, less innocent, ways to distract himself. However, he did almost lose balance when Iruka's shy, tentative hand slipped over his own, giving a gentle squeeze before Kakashi's fingers interlaced with the Chunin's. Kakashi had never known hand holding could be so intimate.
The performance was short lived, hardly an hour before Iruka's hand was pulling out of his own, stretching above his head before jumping out of the tree. Kakashi followed, his hand cold as they began the walk back to Iruka's place.
Kakashi's heart skipped when Iruka's hand slipped back into his. They were alone now, walking down the quiet street to Iruka's home.
"This was really nice Kakashi." He tried to convey just how appreciative he was of Kakashi's patience and encouragement.
"Maa, no big deal. It was fun." Kakashi swung their joint hands a little, smiling under his mask at the strangeness of it all.
When they got to Iruka's house, Kakashi was as per usual invited in, standing awkwardly at the door as Iruka toed off his shoes and returned to Kakashi, eyes closed, chin up, warm pink lips calling to Kakashi.
He never denied Iruka this, pulling his mask down quickly and pressing his own lips to Iruka's. That moan, as their tongues collided did things to Kakashi's self-control as his arm's wrapped around his delicious Chunin. He pulled away slightly, lips returning to Iruka's jaw, pressing tender kisses to the slightly stubbled flesh.
"Kakashi…" it was more of a warning than a request to stop, at least that's how Kakashi felt; and so he continued to place small kisses down the tanned jaw, tongue flicking out over salty skin as Kakashi's lips met Iruka's soft neck.
Iruka's eyes stayed closed, hands gripping tightly at the fabric of Kakashi's shirt as the Jounin continued his ministrations, tongue laving over Iruka's collar bone a second time after a pleasantly aroused mewl escaped Iruka's mouth.
Kakashi worked his way back up, encouraged by the heavy breaths and occasional soft moan, this time tongue and lips working up towards the brunet's ear, licking over the lobe before taking it between his teeth for a gentle nibble.
Kakashi chuckled, hearing Iruka's sudden hitched breath and panted 'Ahh', willing him to repeat the action. Nibbling a bit harder this time he relished in another hitch of breath before scrapping his teeth down the lobe, only to kiss back across Iruka's jaw like nothing happened.
When Kakashi's lips were in kissing distance Iruka turned his head, lips seeking out Kakashi's in need. Another moan as their tongues danced, Iruka's hands relaxed now, one gently tugging on the hairs at the base of Kakashi's neck, making him groan.
But Kakashi needed to pull away. He'd already gone too far, he didn't want to get too caught up in the moment and lose himself. They stayed connected, Iruka's eyes tightly shut as they leaned their foreheads together, heavily panting.
Iruka was the first to move, turning away so he could open his eyes while Kakashi fixed himself. Damn.
"I'm done Ruka-kun." Kakashi supplied, willing Iruka to turn back to him.
And he did, face flushed, eyes a little glazed over as he stared at the very pleased Jounin at his door.
"I… I can't think of anything to say. Much less something witty." He bit his lip, stepping back towards Kakashi as he reigned in control of his emotions. "So get out of my house. I'll see you tomorrow."
Kakashi chuckled, bowing in defeat and stepping back onto the porch to poof away.
So cute, nee?
-Majestic Moose Out-