Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Naruto.

A/N: HIIIII! This is my first Naruto fanfic, and my first yaoi so I'll do my best XD I'd love to hear your reviews, but please no flaming You can tell me if it's bad, but no flaming.. flaming is a nono.

Rated M for language and future scenes, ya? Ok, enjoy

Chapter 1

"You're late," Iruka said calmly from behind his desk, while organising the reports other ninja's had given him.

"I know, am I in trouble now?" The silver-haired Jounin answered, smiling mischievously (Iruka snorted, he didn't really want to answer that question), while reading one of his Icha Icha novels. Oh Lord, why did he have to read those? Iruka's mind started to wonder what was so interesting about it… maybe he could buy one, just to see if it's really that- No, Iruka shook his head. He wasn't interested in dirty novels like that. He didn't look at the Jounin, but he heard he was taking something out of his pocket. Iruka quickly looked at him. The man had some scratches on him, probably from today's mission, his messy, silver hair had some dirt in it and the usual mask in front of his face seemed to have been a bit worn out. He supposed that the little piece of paper was the report he had been waiting for (it seemed to him like it was crammed into his pocket twenty times). Well, he couldn't ask for more, he was glad he even had a report. Though it was starting to get on his nerves. That was Hatake Kakashi for you- always late, always messy, always arrogant. The three things Iruka hated the most.

"Would you mind telling me why you were late?" Iruka asked, obviously irritated. Kakashi looked thoughtfully before walking calmly to Iruka's desk. He grabbed a chair and sat on it. It reminded Iruka of some of his students whenever they had done something wrong and he was about to punish them.

"Well, see, that's a very interesting story," he grinned at the brown-haired man (probably waiting for a reply), who was still busy organising the reports. He already had organised them of course, but Iruka wanted to have something to keep him busy while talking to Kakashi (he was afraid he would throw him out of a window if he didn't). He snorted.

"Bet it's gonna be one of your lame excuses again, like you always give me," he took the piece of paper from Kakashi (who looked rather hurt by Iruka's comment), and looked at it. For a moment, Kakashi thought he would explode- his cheeks turned red, a vein on his forehead started to become visible… "You're telling me," he said slowly, trying to control his temper, "that I waited 2 hours for this report, and the only thing you have written on it is "the mission was a success, we had ramen afterwards to celebrate"?" Kakashi looked at him cheerfully.

"Yup, but that's not all! See, Sakura doodled something on it, I think it looks like me drinking some sake and-"

"KAKASHI!" Iruka bellowed. "Get. Out. Before. Kunai. Through your head." He tried to remain calm, he really did, but that Kakashi just got on his nerves. It was his own fault really.

Kakashi just raised his shoulders and shrugged. "Fine," he said. "I was going to ask you if you'd like to come with me and a couple of friends to the bar, but I guess not then." No, that was the last thing Iruka wanted, drinking with a man he hated. "Later," he said, while standing up and raising two fingers as a sign of goodbye, like he always did.

"Kakashi! Wait!" Kakashi turned around, he seemed to be smiling (though you could never tell as his mask was in the way).

"Ah, so you want to drink with me after all, huh? It's okay, you can admit it." Kakashi was only teasing him of course, but it was so much fun seeing the Chuunin getting red and angry.

"No, I was going to say that I expect a new report tomorrow morning at 8 a.m. sharp. And if you're late I will take this matter to the fifth Hokage and I'm sure you wouldn't want that to happen, now would you?" Kakashi just shrugged again.

"Whatever, see you tomorrow then," he replied, and walked away. Iruka opened his mouth to say something else, but shut it again. Threats were useless on this one.

Xxxxxxxxx

"Arg, where is he!" Iruka said out loud, looking at his watch. 8:05. Too late, again. And at this rate, Iruka would be too late for class as well. While Iruka was cursing and swearing, Kakashi stood right outside the office, listening to the rather creative words Iruka was using. He chuckled briefly, before entering the office as his cheerful self.

"Yo," he said, raising two fingers as a greeting. "Got that report you wanted, shouldn't you be teaching that class of yours?" Iruka felt his temper boiling again. Why was it that he couldn't control his temper when he was around? It just didn't make any sense.

Sure, Iruka was known for his temper, but no one ever brought out this side of Iruka as often as Kakashi did.

Iruka quickly grabbed the report.

"Thank you," he said, clutching the paper with his both hands. "And yes," he continued. "I DO have class, that's why I asked you to be on time for a change. But I guess you can't even do that." Kakashi glanced at him, while he was reading the report, approved it and put it on his desk. "Good, I've got to go." Iruka quickly grabbed his bag from the desk and ran to the school, without saying goodby to Kakashi.

Xxxxxxxxxx

The next day

The Fifth was sitting quietly behind her desk, trying to figure out which ANBU to send out on one of the more dangerous missions, when she suddenly heard a loud 'pop' coming from the middle of the room. As she was trained well, she immediately took a kunai and threw it at the intruder without even looking at him first.

"Well, aren't we a bit paranoid?" Tsunade looked a bit closer and saw Kakashi standing in the room. She noticed she only just missed him. Not that he would let himself get hit of course- a brilliant ninja like him wouldn't let himself get hit so easily. Tsunade only meant the kunai as a diversion of course, if he hadn't spoken, she would've called the guards standing outside her office.

"Damnit, Kakashi!" She shouted, realising he had been wanting to scare her on purpose. "Why can't you use the damn door for a change?"

"Because then it wouldn't be funny anymore." Kakashi chuckled, amused by his own joke as always. "You said you wanted to see me?"

"Yes," the Fifth started to relax a little bit. "You heard about yesterday? Well, stupid question, the whole village knows about it!" Kakashi looked puzzled at the Fifth Hokage, apparently not know what she was talking about. She sighed. "You're even worse than I thought, Kakashi. You know Umuino Iruka, I hope?" Kakashi nodded, thinking about yesterday and the day before. He knew the Chuunin didn't really like him, and Kakashi had been starting to dislike him a bit as well. "Good, at least you know that much," she continued. "He was taking his class to the lake yesterday and got attacked by a group of missing Ninja. He was able to fight them off with the help of his assistant."

"Anyone got hurt?"

"Iruka had a kunai through his leg and one kid tried to run away- I think it was someone from the Hyuuga clan- and got a blow on the head, nothing serious, but that was all. I must say Iruka put up a pretty good fight against seven missing ninja. Well, anyway, the missing ninja got away eventually. That's why I wanted you to keep an eye on Iruka for a while. Not only Iruka of course, but his class too. Iruka is strong, but there are a lot of children involved too and we need to protect the next generation of shinobi." Kakashi looked rather confused.

"Ehm, can I refuse this mission? I don't like being a babysitter…"

"No, you can't and it's not babysitting"- Kakashi snorted, watching over a bunch of midgets certainly did seem like babysitting to him - ", I think you're the right man for the job, and it's only for a little while until we can find those missing ninja, though it is rather unlikely they'll return." The silver-haired man looked at her, knowing she wouldn't change her mind. Damn women, he thought. Tsunade continued, she wasn't gonna let him off the hook. She knew he was going to protest, but he would do this mission, whether he liked it or not. "Keep in mind that this is a secret mission, not even Iruka may know why you're following him."

"What? Why not?"

"He's a very proud man and I don't think he would allow you watching over him. He would come here and complain, and I don't have time for that."

"Well, how do you expect me to keep an eye on him while he can't even know I'm keeping an eye on him? He's gonna find out sooner or later that I'm tailing him." Better that he'd find out sooner, or else I'll be the one to get a kunai through my head, Kakashi thought, highly annoyed by this mission.

"Maybe you could make friends with Iruka? Iruka has been keeping a little to himself lately, except for Naruto, he didn't exactly hang out with anyone I heard, and now that Naruto is gone… yes, I do believe that is the best decision," she said cheerfully, not noticing the angry face Kakashi made (not that she would see it of course, since he still has that mask).

"Fine," he muttered. "I'll try." The only reason why he took the door out of the office that one time, was so he could slam it. Hard.

Xxxxxxxxxxx

Not too long after that

Now, why did he have to babysit again? Oh no, wait, it wasn't babysitting. It was protecting. Kakashi snorted at this, as he walked to Iruka's apartment, one hand in his pocket and the other hand holding one of his porn novels. Or, as Kakashi always said, his adult fiction novels. The apartment building was rather small, but it was probably big enough for Iruka (after all, he did live by himself).

"Let's see, what number was it again? Either 9 or 11." Kakashi walked past number 9 and listened to the door. A woman was screaming her lungs out, probably mad at her husband for something. "Nope, that ones not it, at least I hope it's not Iruka's, that woman would even scare me!" He said cheerfully to himself, knocking on number 11. The door opened and Kakashi saw Iruka standing in the doorway, rather confused. He was pretty surprised to see Iruka's hair- it wasn't in the usual ponytail, but it hang loose. It just barely reached his shoulders now. And it was still wet, so Kakashi figured he just got out of the shower.

For a few seconds, they stared at eachother. Iruka wondering why Kakashi was standing in front his apartment, Kakashi was wondering why Iruka was staring at him. "Eh," he said. "I was wondering if you'd be interested in having some lunch with me today." What? Lunch? Kakashi slapped himself in his mind. That sounded more like a date than a male-bonding-type-thingie, what was he thinking? Now that he thought about it- what did guys do together? He didn't even know… maybe he could lend Iruka one of his Icha Icha novels, that certainly was a male-thing. Iruka kept staring at him.

"Well," Iruka said, doubting. "Eh, sure, I just gotta finish grading some papers, but yeah. I was planning on getting some ramen anyway." Kakashi, who already had stopped listening, glanced over Iruka's shoulders into the apartment. Pushing Iruka aside, he let himself in. "Hey!" Of all the impudent students he ever had, Kakashi was ten times worse.