A/n: Oh thank god! I finally got this done! Thank you to those who are still willing to read…dies
Disclaimer: Must I keep doing this?
Waking up with a masked jounin leaning over them would be enough to scare anybody. It only irritated Iruka more. His head still hurt.
"I don't know what the hell you're doing but you better stop it."
Kakashi's visible eye curved up into a crescent. "So you're alive."
"And kicking. Get away from me." Iruka frowned, he was still on the ground. What time was it?
"…You still haven't moved."
"I don't plan to."
Iruka sighed and got up, pushing the still-smiling man away from him. His papers were ALL over the ground. "Damn it…" he mumbled under his breath.
The jounin glanced at the papers and shrugged. "I thought about picking them up."
Iruka bent down quickly and gathered up all the papers…frowning as most of them were nowhere to be found. "Wow, Kakashi-sensei, that's so thoughtful of you." He glared darkly over his shoulder.
Kakashi was already off his knees and was standing next to Iruka, all the rest of the papers in his hands, holding them out lazily. Iruka continued to glare at grabbed the papers out of his hand, muttering darkly as he walked towards his home.
"Can I come in?" Iruka turned quickly to see the silver haired man following close behind.
"No." He said, before turning back towards his door and pulling it open, walking in. Kakashi shrugged and followed him in anyway. He stalked in, closing the door behind him, and looked around.
"Huh. You cleaned."
Iruka, who didn't know that Kakashi had followed him in, spun around quickly, and his mouth hung open, almost as if he was going to say something, but then snapped it shut. Glaring, he turned back around, threw his arms up in the air, and walked into the kitchen.
Kakashi followed him in doggedly.
"Is there anything to eat here?" He said, poking around in a few cubords.
Iruka turned around and gave him a rather hard smack on the shoulder, "No! You can't have anything! Get out of my house!"
Kakashi raised an eyebrow. "That's not what you said a week ago."
Iruka's eyes widened and he turned to gawk at Kakashi. "And you ESPECIALLY don't know me because of THAT incident."
Kakashi frowned. "Since when has sex ever been an incident?"
Iruka groaned and leaned against his counter, obviously frustrated.
"I was drunk, you were…as far as I could tell, drunk. It was a mistake…would you just please drop it?"
Kakashi shook his head. "That's not what you thought then…and I don't think that it's what you think now."
Iruka glared coldly up at him. "Who are you to tell me what I think?"
Kakashi took a step towards him, but Iruka stepped back into the hallway of the small house, Kakashi quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled himself towards the irritated teacher.
Iruka continued to glare coldly up at him, trying to pull his arm away, "Don't—"
But before he could finish his sentence, he was cut off by a pair of lips attacking his.
Kakashi pulled back, smirking slightly. "Don't what?"
Iruka was speechless for a moment, before looking at Kakashi with a familiar look of confusion. "Don't…let…me go…"
And with that, Iruka stumbled backwards into the bedroom, with Kakashi following him, kicking the door shut behind them…
A/N: RAWR! I did it…I know, you just DIDN'T expect this, did you?
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