Title: Twist

Rating: T right now, mainly for the swearing. It will be increased later on tho, as more chapters are added.

Warnings: Right now just swearing, Later on there will be yaoi (i won't tell you the couples, you'll just have to be surprised!).

I don't have a beta, none of my friends willing to read have seen Naruto so they can't help me with the characters. So if anybody feels like helping and editing this, it will be greatly appreciated! This is also a work in progress.

I don't own Naruto and all that stuff...

Chapter One: Pushed

It was late. Last time Iruka looked at the clock it was 6, as the other teachers filed out of the lounge, chatting about their day or what was for dinner. That had been quite a few hours ago.

Iruka stayed behind, like a lot of nights, filling out forms or organizing the office. Tonight though wasn't going as smoothly as most "office sleepovers" (as Naruto liked to call them) went. It started off as a mildpain in the back of Iruka's head that soon manifested itself into an ugly nasty headache.

However, physical pain wasn't going to be his only problem that night.

Iruka leaned over his desk, putting as much weight as he could on his elbows. He took a deep breath, letting it out slowly, hoping some of the headache that was throbbing through his soul would follow his breath and disappear. Unfortunately, it did'nt lessen but increased with the movement of his body. Mumbling to himself, he rubbed the bridge of his nose. He had to get back to the homework. It wouldn't correct itself...

He picked up his pen again, turning his vision back to the paper. Trying hard not to pass out and keep his concentration on the paper in front of him, he did not notice as a tall figure slipped into the teacher's lounge until there was a pair of masked lips by his ear.

"Iruka-sensei, you really need some help."

"AHHHH!" Iruka screamed, jolting up in his seat, smacking the figure in the jaw with his shoulder. "Oh, ouch, darn it." He hissed, grabbing his shoulder in pain, turning around to Kakashi rubbing his chin.

"I guess I should be luckily I didn't lose some teeth. You have a strong jaw there, Iruka-sensei. Anything else I don't know about you? Perhaps why you have such a strong jaw?"

"Pervert." Iruka snapped back. "And what do you mean I need help?" His patience, while it was usually endless, was getting closer and closer to breaking. It was that headache...

"You're always here filling out this form or correcting that paper. You should get out of the class room more often. Maybe on a date."

Iruka instinctively wrinkled his nose in disgust. "I'm sorry Kakashi-sensei, but you aren't quite my type--"

"I wasn't talking about me."

"Oh."

"You sound disappointed...?"

"Am I not good enough for you?"

"It's not that. I have... other people in mind for you."

"Other people in mind!" It suddenly dawned on Iruka. "Oh, wait, no. No match making. You're not doing that.I am getting back to my work." He turned back around, hunching over the desk, trying to ignore the presence behind him.

A few seconds later, which Iruka spent tapping his pen to the desk instead of working, Kakashi leaned back over.

"Quite a few people are interested in you. Why are you never interested in anything but work?"

"I'm sorry I don't read dirty books while I'm supposed to be teaching my students." Iruka grumbled. It was truehe was one of the hardest workers at the Academy. He found it easier to hide his loneliness in doing the endless paper work nobody else liked to do than fumble around with women to only get broken in the end. It seemed so much easier to just let some people only in so deep and leave it at that. You get hurt less that way.

"Why don't you give someone a try?" Kakashi coaxed.

Iruka sighed. He had known Kakashi for quite some time, enough to know that when the man was focused on something he was going to accomplish it. And as odd and sadistic as it was, he was focused right now on getting Iruka a date.

"Who?" He mumbled, fiddling with his pen, fighting the urge to look at the man over his shoulder.

"You'll see. Tomorrow night. She'll come by at 5."

"It's proper for the male to pick the female up."

"Maybe. But she's shy and doesn't want you to know where she lives yet." Under the mask, and unknown to Iruka, Kakashi smirked.

"Five it is." He whispered, a sudden gut wrenching feeling taking him over. One night wouldn't hurt... right?

Outside the academy, Kakashi walked, hands in pockets, whistling softly to himself. A figure appeared by his side, twitching in a slightly uncontrolable spasmic way.

"Did he agree?"

"Of course." Kakashi replied, not bothering to look at the figure.

"Damn."

"What a foul mouth for a woman." Kakashi chided.

"Damn you. Damn this stupid bet."

Kakashi stopped mid step, looking to his companion. "Now you know why they told you not to bet against me, especially when you've had one sake too many. I hope you enjoy your date tomorrow." He laughed, the sadistic bastard, and disappeared in a poof of smoke.

"Fucking date." The figure muttered, not caring if it was a foul mouth for a woman. Iruka would just have to deal.

TBC...

Me:i have a feeling after the next chapter everybody will be like, 'what!' butthis ideakept bothering me so i thought i would write this fic down and maybe some other people will get the same weird pleasure i got from imagining this...

Kakashi: 'Weird pleasure?'

Me: Yeah. It actually happens in one of your books... Look at chapter 23... (Kakashi flips through the book until he gets to chapter 23) yeah that one.

Kakashi (visible eye wide): You're evil!

Me (cackling): Maybe... maybe I am...