Well I decided to give continuing this fic a shot hopefully It'll turn out fine in the end, Oh and also thanks to all the people who reviewed with suggestions on how to improve. :3 I'm trying, I really am. As for whats in the paper bag, that's for much later, and it isn't as interesting as you may think.

Disclaimer: Naruto = Not mine. Me Not making money = Don't sue?

Night fall had come before Kakashi made his way back into the apartment, drenched from head to toe, and leaving a trail of water behind him as he made his way to the small bathroom.

He disposed of his soggy clothes, ringing the water out of them in the tub, then casually tossing them into the sink, where they would likely remain for quite a while.

Turning the knobs of the shower to a comfortable temperature he began to lather up, disposing of whatever foul substances the water soaked roof might have contained.

The fact that roofs weren't exactly the cleanest of places to lie on during a rainstorm did not occur to him till he felt the unpleasantly slippery slime from a pile of rotting leaves come in contact with his hair.

The smell had been pretty bad, a stench between that of a rotting carcass, and a backed up sewer. He just hoped the smell would be completely gone by the time he finished his bath.

There was really no other solution to mask the smell, he could not just use some cologne to cover it up. One of the downsides of being a shinobi was that you couldn't smell like spring time daisies sprinkled over a babbling brook.

Shinobi were trained too use all of their senses and the smell of cologne, or even shampoo would give him away immediately. That did not meant that he could not take regular baths, atleast when he wasn't on a mission. Smelling like he had been living with a herd of cattle wasn't his thing either.

And so with a bar of unsented soap Kakashi gathered up his courage and undertook the task of removing the stubborn smell from his hair.

After a long session of washing and rewashing his hair, Kakashi was finally rid of the noxious stench, and everything was back to normal, or as normal as life got when you were lusting after another guy.

He had planned on not thinking about Iruka until tomorrow but, obviously he did not have complete control over his thoughts when concerning certain people.

He didn't even know the guy, at least not personally. Sure they had said their hellos to each other whenever they happened to meet. But beyond hello and idle chit chat the chunin was a mystery to him.

That obviously hadn't stopped him from being attracted to the other man. It was a bit bizarre at first, with the blushing and sped up heartbeat. Like being eight all over again, except this time he wasn't about to pull Iruka's ponytail, and pick on him in orther to get his attention...the chunin exam incident did not count, that was out of annoyance rather than twisted affection, or at least that's what he told himself.

Though he had to admit, it had been fun to get a rise out of the normally composed sensei.

Without even needing to think he had finished bathing, his body running on auto while his mind wandered.

Turning the shower off he reached for a towel and undertook the task of getting himself dry, before exiting the bath and making his way back into his bedroom to look for a change of clothes.

He had no shortage of clean uniforms in the closet but it was getting late and he wasn't planning on going out. So he opted for wearing his sleeping clothes, which consisted of a regular t-shirt and a pair of draw string pants.

Kakashi looked out his bedroom window, and could see the clouds were almost all gone, and the sun was setting, now barely visible thru the tree line of the Konoha landscape. Painting everything it touched an intense shade of reddish orange, and making the village look as if it was on fire. It was fitting.

He had worked up an appetite while dressing up and headed for the kitchen, his apartment was surprisingly neat and organized, except for his bedroom, which was where he spent most of his time when he wasn't away.

He had barely ever used the kitchen. Usually opting for take out, or quick meals like ramen. Ah the meal of the busy man. The busy, culinarily challenged, man. It was easy to make, and pretty tasty to boot, perhaps that was the reason why Naruto was so infatuated with it...Hmm Naruto.

The Genin was quite close to Iruka, almost like a little brother of sorts. Perhaps if he endeared himself to Naruto, Iruka would be more willing to see him in a different light.

It was a good plan, but unfortunately it would never work. His students knew him, and although Naruto was dense he would suspect something was off sooner or later.

Even so he could probably squeeze some information out of him on the subject of his previous sensei.

He could also go to Sakura, the girl was an expert at stalking. Then again when it came to Sassuke more than half the teenage girl population in Konoha were experts at stalking.

Kakashi burst out laughing, what was he thinking!? He needed advice from a responsible adult. Unfortunately he didn't know any of those, so he would have to settle for Genma.

Normally he would have said Asuma, but seeing how Asuma was still chasing after Kurenai with little or no success for god knew how long, he wasn't exactly the person to go to when faced with dating problems.

Plus everyone knew blondes had more fun. Or something like that.

He would go to Genma first thing in the morning, or late afternoon, or when the spirit moved him. But for now he would chow down on ramen and go to bed, just as he had planned earlier.

The next day Kakashi had woken up covered with sweat. The rain that had cooled down the hot dry weather yesterday, had evaporated and made the air unbearably hot and humid. He didn't feel like getting up but the covers clinging uncomfortably to his body made him change his mind.

Opting to take another shower before setting off to look for Genma, he dressed up in his usual uniform and grabbing a piece of toast on the way out, he departed from his apartment.

It had taken him about 15 minutes to find the other Jounin, who was in the mission room bored to tears, and playing with the needle he usually kept in his mouth.

As Kakashi approached him he looked up, giving him an indifferent wave and waited for him to say something.

Kakashi hadn't really thought of what he was going to say once he actually found Genma and so he settled for what came most naturally to him. "Yo."

He stared at the other man briefly debating on how to word his question, and decided the mission room was not the best of places to discuss it. Specialy if a certain chunin decided to show up.

The best solution would be to go elsewhere, "I have a few questions to ask you. But I'd rather we go elsewhere, where its less crowded"

With a smirk on his lips Genma looked up at him, "Why is it so important that we have to be alone? You aren't going to ask me to marry you right? If that's the case the answer is still no."

This was all routine treatment and so Kakashi decided he should just go along with it.

Shrugging his shoulders and trying to look dejected he answered, "Looks like you've found me out, you have shattered my heart and soul beyond repair. Seriously though, can we go now? I'll treat you to breakfast."

He knew Genma did not have it in him to turn down free food, and just as he had predicted the other Jounin stood up from his seat, then placing the needle back into his mouth, and somehow keeping it from falling, he exclaimed, "What are we waiting for? I'm starving."

Somehow I thought this was a good place to stop the chapter, but if you feel otherwise, please help your self to strangling me. I promise to update this fic either today or tomorrow...Friday at the latest for sure XD oh and if anyone could find it in their heart to be my beta-reader, I'd appreciate it muchly. The only person that I know who could help me with that is gone for the time being. Anyway 3