A/n: Yay for Iruka! Right? Hahahah. Anyways, I know chappys are short. I'm trying to make them longer, it just doesn't seem to work though! Yet...this chappy is longer than the others! YAY! And thanx to those reviewers! You guys are the ones that motivate me!

Chapter Three: KAK- KurenaiAsumaKakashi!?
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Iruka sat beside Kakashi, and across from Kurenai and Asuma at the small, yet nice, little restaurant they were at. They had all been idly chatting, whilst waiting for a waiter to come and notice them. The talk was the usual, "how was you students?", "how have you been?" ect, ect. Iruka, though, couldn't concentrate.

He kept remembering the love letters. He kept finding himself also wondering, could one of the three he was with have written them? They didn't seem to find him "darling" and all those other things the cheesy, yet sweet, letter had said.

He watched Kurenai closely. She talked how Kiba had recently been trying to prove his 'alpha-male hood' to his teammates, which always resonated in silence from Shino, and a blush and stammer from Hinata. Iruka did like Kurenai, she was pretty, and nice. Sometimes she came off as a little cold, but she did take good care of her subordinates, which please Iruka. Could it have been her?

Red eyes, black hair and pale skin...she was lovely. Iruka began to get excited, was it her? She was just so perfect! So lovely, so kind, so powerful, she was the perfect woman for him! It had to be her! IT HAD TO!

"Iruka?....Hello...Iruka..."

Iruka twitched, then blushed, and came face to face with Kurenai, who was starring at him strangely. Her eyebrows were raised and he also noticed their male companions watching him curiously.

"Would you please not stare at my breasts?"

Iruka went through twelve different shades of red, including a hot pink, and looked straight into her eyes. He hadn't meant to! He didn't know! He...he..
She simply sighed, and returned to listening to Kakashi talk about how Naruto challenged Sasuke to a fight, like always. The thought made Iruka smile.

He loved that little boy. The name gave him some sanity, and calm. Maybe the person wasn't Kurenai. Big deal. It didn't have to be.

About this time, the waiter came up, smiling. "Hello, how may I help you?" they ordered, and he left to get their dishes ready. Iruka smiled, deciding he would join the conversation.

They then talked about Iruka at school, and if it was difficult. He assured them it wasn't, and that he loved his job (even if he hated it sometimes.) and that the kids were good.
That's when he noticed Asuma watching him closely. Iruka fought a blush.

Asuma was pretty nice....he wasn't ever mean, and was always hanging with his genin. He was humorous, and handsome. Even the lumberjack-esque beard wasn't much of a turn off. He wasn't cruel, or mean, or anything like that, and he was strong. Iruka began to blush. The man did have a smoking problem, but who cares, right? As long as he didn't pass it to Naruto, or any of the kids, for that matter.

Iruka wondered, 'Could Asuma be the one?'. The Jounin was certainly paying him alot of attention, joking with him and talking with him more than usual. True, Iruka thought maybe Asuma and Kurenai might have had something going on, but he didn't know for sure, after all. It wasn't his business.

The waiter brought them their drinks, and left to attend to a family that just walked in. Iruka was blushing non-stop, looking into his drink. "Iruka, are you alright?" he looked up to Kurenai, and nodded. "Yes...I'm fine."

"You sure? Your acting strange." Asuma joined her, and Iruka blushed. He CARED! Neither Jounin missing the deep blush, they blinked, and looked at each other.
'Was it something I said?' Asuma mouthed, and she shook her head.
"Eh, Iruka's probably just stressed from all the work he's has to do with his kids." Kakashi said, smiling and putting a hand on Iruka's shoulder. Iruka blushed and nodded.

"Y-yes...that's it. Sorry..." He added a small laugh, for affect. "I don't mean to spazz out."
" That's ok Iruka. We were just worried." Asuma said, grinning at him. Iruka blushed deeper. He was WORRIED!

The waiter brought them their food, and they ate, mostly whilst talking, with the exception of the spastic Iruka. He blushed and giggled in his mind. Soon, the food was gone, and the bill was paid. They walked outside, where it was rather dark.

"Well, that was fun guys. Lets do it again sometime." Asuma said, smiling. Iruka nodded with a blush. "S-sure, Asuma-san!"
Asuma blinked, again, then smiled and shook his head, taking his leave with Kurenai.
Iruka watched them walk off into the distance when a voice broke into his thoughts.

"Your acting like a school girl."

Iruka turned quickly to scowl at Kakashi. "What do you mean, Kakashi?" He said, a frown gracing his scared face.
Kakashi pushed his hands into his pockets. "Your acting like Sakura, or one of Sasuke's fan girls. It's not like you. It's not coolheaded, or anything like you."
Iruka blushed slightly, and glared. "What are you talking about? I have no clue what you're trying to say." He said, turning from him, and crossing his arms.

"You know what I'm trying to say." Kakashi stated, almost bored sounding, his one eye closed lazily. "Asuma doesn't like you."

Iruka's eye's widened, and he turned and glared. "No one asked you!"

"He doesn't. It's a fact." It was so matter-o-factly, that Iruka had to stare.
"Seeya." Kakashi turned, and walked off. Iruka watched his retreating form.

'How dare he!' Iruka said, not really angry, but needing something to occupy this thoughts. After all, if it wasn't Asuma, who WAS it? Iruka then did a double take. Maybe....was it....

....Kakashi??