I don't own Naruto, just the versions of the characters that live in my head. As usual feedback is appreciated. Hope you enjoy it.

I feel myself falling and hit the ground at Iruka's feet with a soft thud. Looking up I see Kakashi with his arms around the other man, nuzzling into his neck. Sometimes I wish that I were a normal feather duster, but no, I am a feather duster that belongs to the boyfriend of the infamous pervert nin, Hatake Kakashi. At first I had felt I could trust this man who had begun to spend so much time with Iruka – I mean, the guy looks like he has a feather duster for hair for dust's sake! My feathers shiver as I recall the night that those feelings were proved wrong, but I quickly push those thoughts away and attempt to roll further under the dresser. Kakashi has pushed the blushing Chuunin against the wall and Iruka is pulling down the other man's mask to steal a kiss. As the pair kiss they slowly inch their way in the direction of the bedroom. As the bedroom door shuts, I finally heave a sigh of relief, a wave of dust emitting from my feathers and settling around me on the floor.

Next up: a Post-It and our first het pairing, KibaHina