A/N: I hope I didn't bomb my Celtic Studies final today. (And I really hope I can pull through in my Classical Mythology final tomorrow…)
The title of this baby should speak for itself. Frikin FFN and its weird formats; just pretend that after every three lines, there's a break (except for Kakashi's comments). They're supposed to be verses, so yeah. Update again soon, I promise.
Title: Poetry
Themes: #48 – Poem.
In the margin of a crumpled-up mission report:
Iruka is my uke.
He's really rather fast.
Iruka possesses Konoha's most enticing ass.
Iruka loves his students
But I'll bet he loves me more.
After all, he hasn't yet kicked me out the door.
(and that's saying something)
I like to make him blush
But he always yells at me.
Last time he even withheld sex for more than a week.
(I still haven't forgiven you for that)
But though my Ruka's crazy
And screams at me all the time,
I'm really very grateful that I can call him mine.
Love, Kakashi
On the back of a student's graded homework paper:
Kakashi is rather thick
And he really likes to tease.
Kakashi is way too interested in the birds and the bees.
Kakashi is a pervert.
He's also quite a jerk.
He often likes to pester me when I'm trying to work.
He walks around all day
Reading Jiraiya-sama's porn.
He must've been dropped on his head shortly after being born.
But though my Kashi's twisted
And more than a little insane,
I'm really quite positive that I love him all the same.
(The next time you pull something like that in the mission room with Genma and Raidou looking over my shoulder, I'll kill you.)
Love, Iruka