Disclaimer: Naruto and all it's characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto-sensei, not me!
Warning: Yaoi!
OMG, was being wonky so I couldn't post until 4:30 am! -dies-
Enjoy, damnit!
Kakashi sat at his table, grinning like a loon. Suddenly a knock at the door pulled him from his thoughts. He decided to try and help Iruka bring in the groceries so he stood carefully and opened the door. "Need some help?" He asked the other man.
"No it's alright, I've got Naruto helping me, I found him on the street looking bored and decided to avoid catastrophe so I gave him something to do." Iruka tried to shrug under the bags of groceries and Naruto came out from behind the teacher.
"Hey Kakashi-sensei! What's with making Iruka take the groceries all on his own?" Naruto greeted, loudly and not too friendly either.
"Naruto! Kakashi-sensei is injured, and I offered!" Iruka berated the kyuubi holder.
"Yeah, yeah. You're too nice." He stuck his tongue out at his former teacher as they walking into the kitchen and started putting the items away. Kakashi had to agree with the boy. "Can I stay for supper?"
"I can't give you that permission Naruto, Kakashi-sensei?" Iruka leaned out of the kitchen to look at Kakashi. He shrugged.
"Sure." Kakashi sat back down in his chair carefully with a subtle wince, his muscles were aching, "Why do you want to stay?"
"Iruka-sensei's cooking rocks!" He exclaimed and Kakashi rolled his eyes.
"Well, I don't think it's that good." Iruka said shyly, and Kakashi bit his lip. If he didn't have any self control he would have gone 'aww' and hugged the chuunin and maybe even kissed those sure-to-be-blushing cheeks.
"Don't be shy Iruka-sensei!" Naruto teased and the silver haired man was wrenched from his thoughts.
"Let him cook, Naruto!" Kakashi ordered.
A while later the three of them sat around Kakashi's table quietly eating their meal. Naruto had been right, Iruka's cooking was excellent. Naruto spent the entire meal desperately trying to find out what was behind the mask but Kakashi was too clever for him. Iruka watched on with his eyes sparkling with amusement, though he too wanted to know what Kakashi looked like under the mask.
There was a abrupt nock on the door. Iruka stood to answer it, he had a bad feeling about and his instincts had never proven wrong. He hesitantly opened the door to find a delivery man standing there with a bouquet of roses. Iruka's eyes widened.
"Kakashi-san?" The delivery man asked and Iruka shook his head.
"He's at the table."
"These are for him."
"Ok. Thanks." Iruka took the flowers from the man and closed the door. He handed them to Kakashi. "They're for you."
"Joy." He looked over the flowers and pulled out a card. 'Dear Kakashi-san, Lovely roses for my lovely rival, in the springtime of my love, Gai' Kakashi blanched.
"WTF! Who'd want to give flowers to Kakashi-sensei!" Naruto stared at his teacher bewildered. Iruka bopped the boy on the head.
"Ahem, who're they from?" Iruka asked, knowing full well but curious to see if Kakashi would tell them.
"Er...it doesn't say." Kakashi replied.
"Could I see the card?"
"No."
"Please?"
"It does say who."
"Alright, then who?"
"Er..."
"Fine, you don't have to tell us." Iruka sighed and shook his head. He felt an odd pang in his chest.
"Oh, good."
"Besides," Iruka said with a teasing tone trying to lighten his own mood, "I already know who."
"WHA!" Kakashi's eye almost seemed to bug out of it's socket.
"I found them at Ichiraku's at lunch time. They told me all about it. It was nice of you to advise them to find someone else." Iruka smiled shyly, blushing. Kakashi's heart leapt, Iruka thought he did something nice!
"Rea.." He coughed, "Really?"
"Yeah." They sat there smiling timidly at each other.
"ANYway, thanks for the food Kakashi-sensei, thanks for cooking Iruka-sensei!" Naruto called as he ran out the door.
"Bye." Iruka called back, his attention diverted from staring at Kakashi. "Er, I'll wash these." He stood.
"Just leave them in the sink, I'll get them later." Kakashi waved the dishes off.
"But,"
"Relax, Iruka-sensei. Take a break and relax." Kakashi persisted.
"Well, alright." he sank back into his seat.
"Good." Kakashi leaned back into his chair, a smile on his face. "I have to agree with Naruto, your cooking is wonderful."
"Er...thank you." Iruka looked away, scratching the bridge of his nose, blush staining his cheeks.
"My pleasure." He drew out the word causing the chuunin to glance up at him sharply. "So, you give good advice, what should I do about ...Gai?"
"I don't know, I don't think my advice is good." Iruka replied, the good mood he'd had moments before seemed to leave him. He felt ill.
"Come on, the advice you gave me before is working well." A wave of panic went through Iruka. He had no idea what it meant.
"Really? Are you dating her?" Iruka asked, he hoped he didn't sound prying.
"Uh, no, but she seems to be warming up to me." Kakashi smiled.
"Oh, well that's good."
"So, what should I do about Gai?"
"Well, um you could always tell him your dating the girl and he'll have to leave you alone, but then he'd want proof and that's always messy. So I think you should just be gentle when you tell him no and endure it." Iruka replied, talking with Kakashi was getting easier and easier.
"Sounds fair. He's less obnoxious when he isn't crying." Kakashi chuckled, Iruka smiled brightly. Hopefully Kakashi was actually going to use this advice as well.
"Ahem. So how are you feeling?" Iruka inquired.
"Good. Well, better. I still feel sore and tired but good." Kakashi replied. "I could really go for a massage, the masseuse down the street is amazing, I've gone there a few times."
"Really? I've never gone to a masseuse. I'm usually swamped with work and I've never actually thought about it." He wrung his hands nervously. "I don't think I'm very good but maybe I could give you one, if you want." Kakashi gaped at the other man. Iruka was offering him a massage. "Or, or not. I just thought." Why was he so nervous?
"I would love one." Kakashi said quickly.
"A-alright," Iruka smiled apprehensively, "Do you have any oils, body oils?"
"Yeah."
"You're going to have to change into some shorts." Iruka blushed and looked away.
"You're not going to make me strip down all the way like the professionals?" Kakashi teased.
"Urk. No, no need. Um, your couch won't have enough room. We'll have to do it on your bed." Iruka said absentmindedly, looking around the older man's apartment. Kakashi stared at Iruka, blush staining his masked cheeks.
He cleared his throat, "O-ok." He grabbed a pair of shorts from his room and went into the bathroom to change. Iruka headed to Kakashi's bedroom and found his bed to be a mess. He smiled and shook his head. Quickly making the bed he sat at the end and waited for Kakashi to come back in. He kept careful watch over the door, where he could see the bathroom door, so that he could help the silver haired man if he were to stumble.
Kakashi slowly opened the door and sat on the bed with Iruka. He was carrying a couple different oil scents and a towel. At Iruka's questioning look he smiled and scratched his head.
"They're all scented, I didn't know what kind you'd want to use." He handed them over to the dark haired man, who set them on the floor. He looked at each bottle, they generally seemed to have flowery scents. He rose an eyebrow at Kakashi who just shrugged. Iruka looked through the bottles again.
"Well, I don't think you should smell like flowers so, we'll go with watermelon." Iruka said, blushing again.
"Sounds good to me." Kakashi's curved up. "So, should I lie on my stomach?"
"Uh, yeah." Iruka's cheeks darkened further while Kakashi laid down. "I'm sorry if I'm not that good." Kakashi buried his face in his crossed arms.
"I don't think you could be bad." Kakashi murmured into his arms, Iruka strained to hear.
"What was that?" He asked, Kakashi lifted his head and his eye curved up.
"Don't worry you'll do fine." Iruka nodded slowly and Kakashi pillowed his head in his arms again.
Hesitantly Iruka poured a little of the oil onto Kakashi's bear back. The older man flinched.
"Cold." Kakashi said, chuckling. Iruka gently placed his heads on the jounin's back and Kakashi stopped laughing. He carefully smoothed the oil over Kakashi's back and shoulders, he stopped suddenly.
"I'm going to have to...uh...move, for a better angle." Iruka stuttered.
"Do whatever you want." Kakashi breathed and Iruka nodded, though the other man couldn't see it. He rose to a kneel on the bed and settled a leg on each side of Kakashi. He was sitting on the backs of the older man's thighs. The strange feeling that had been plaguing Iruka suddenly intensified. He stifled a gasp at the strong feeling, taking a few deep breaths to calm himself down. Kakashi lifted his head up and look back in concern.
"Are you alright?" Kakashi asked, his mighty self control the only thing keeping him from leaping up and hugging the other man. Well, that and the fact that he didn't want to jeopardize his massage.
"Fine, Ijusthaven'tdonethisinawhilesoI'mnervous." Iruka forced out and giggled strangely. "I'm sorry."
"It's ok, you're doing great." Kakashi leaned his head back into his folded arms and willed himself to remain calm. A moment passed before Iruka calmed himself down enough to continue. He started out slow and soft, getting bolder as he continued. Gently, he pulled Kakashi's arms away from his head, arms resting by his sides. Iruka took care of those in the same manner. Once finished with the older man's arms he went back to his back. Kakashi's lower back, Iruka had left them for when he'd gotten into what he was doing. He continued in the same pattern, soft at first.
There was a quiet knock on the door, but neither man noticed. Kakashi moaned when Iruka hit a spot that was especially sensitive. Iruka froze.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to..." Kakashi murmured worriedly. There was another knock on the door, louder and the person knocking entered.
"Kakashi-san! Are you al...right?" They were halted by what they saw. Right through the open door of Kakashi's bedroom they could see Iruka sitting on Kakashi, a Kakashi that was just about naked. Iruka's hands rested right at the waistband of Kakashi's shorts. The two men stared at the intruder, shell shocked.
"Er?" Iruka chocked out.
Muahaha! Another cliffhanger! I love cliffhangers! Oh and look, this chapter was longer! I think... Ho yeah! I'm talking in exclamation! LOL. I hope you guys enjoyed that! Gyah, interrupted! Poor Kakashi, and poor thoroughly mortified Iruka! I wonder if you can guess who walked in, hmm? It's probably obvious! XD Ah well. Thank you to all my reviewers! You guys totally rock! Hee hee!