Title; The Right Way: A Love story in Three Acts
ACT II: The other man
Iruka was sitting at the missions desk wishing very badly that he was horizontal. School was out today, but the business of Ninja-ing went on, so so did he.
His bum really hurt now. But so did his head, so he had a matched set. 'A matched pair!' giggled his subconscious 'two peas in a pod'. Iruka firmly shoved it to the back of his head. Working here was difficult enough without a perverted sense of humour. He'd come close to losing it when Izumo asked to borrow his pencil.
It was going to be a long, long shift.
"Iruka-Sensei! Truly, it is a Pleasure to see Your Shining Guideline of Industry on this Lovely Day."
"It's raining slush Guy," Iruka said tiredly. He added two subjective hours to the shift length.
"One who carries Summer in their Heart will Always Glow With the Inner Light of One Thousand Stars!" Iruka stared at the 'Nice Guy' thumbs-up and had to repress several extremely perverted thoughts about fingers. "I trust Your Youthful Physique has recovered from the Acrobatic Contortions of Yesterday?"
It took a few seconds for this to percolate through Iruka's brain, but when it did, the panic was instantaneous.
"Truly it is a Shame the Table collapsed." Guh "The School furniture is apparently No Match for Our Youthful Aerobics"
Guy TOO? Maito Guy? On the table? At the party? In front of everyone? In front of the HOKAGE? Iruka wasn't sure how drunk he'd been, but he knew there wasn't enough beer in the world for that.
The shock prodded his subconscious though, which coughed up several pieces of information.
"I was break dancing. On the table." Iruka suggested slowly. It sounded right.
"A most Vigorous Display," confirmed Guy.
"You tried to join me, and the table collapsed. I hurt my…I got hurt."
"I trust the Power of Youth will Quickly Return you to the Bloom of your Health."
Iruka wasn't too sure what he'd said, but it must have been acceptable, because Guy took a scroll and left.
Now that he thought about it, the ache now was in a different place from the ache before. More…inwards.
Now that he thought about it, they'd had to get some lubricant. Shouldn't there have been some left?
Now that he thought about it, the room hadn't smelled any different from usual. At least not the first time he'd woken up.
Iruka's eyes narrowed. Hatake, you're going to find out just why no one in the Academy picked on me. Not more than once anyway.
