Disclaimer: Naruto and all it's characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto-sensei, not me!
Warning: Yaoi!
Kakashi sat in his livingroom, bored out of his mind. He'd already re-read his Icha Icha books a few times. His team had already been dismissed from training and they didn't have any missions that day. His fridge was fully stocked and he'd already dropped into Iruka's classroom, twice. He was chased out the second time after he had started moaning about being bored. Iruka had even pelted chalk at him while the children laughed!
So he was bored. Iruka wasn't able to leave his job for another half hour, luckily Kakashi had squeezed a promise out of the chuunin to come over afterwards. He couldn't really start doing anything like training because it takes longer then half an hour to do his kind of training and he didn't want Iruka showing up to an empty apartment. So he sat there with nothing to do.
He stood up to wander his home, stopping in front of his cupboards to open them. He spotted the chocolate syrup and suddenly, he wasn't bored anymore. He opened his freezer hoping to find some ice cream but there wasn't any. Frowning at his lack of things to top with the chocolate syrup he pulled out a plate and sat at his table. He poured the chocolate syrup into it and began dipping his finger in and licking the chocolate off of it. Nothing was going to stop him from having that chocolate.
He was sitting there, amusing himself by drawing designs int eh chocolate. Finally there was a knock on the door and Kakashi leapt up, wiped his face in case of chocolate, and pulled his mask up. He opened the door to find Iruka standing there smiling at him. His eye curved up.
"Come on in!" He chirped and sat back at his table. Iruka joined him, raising an eyebrow at the plate.
"That's what you bought it for?" He asked sarcastically. Kakashi nodded happily, pulling his mask back down.
"I ran out of Ice cream." He explained, dipping his finger back into the chocolate and licking it off. "Want some?"
"Eh...?" Iruka made a face at the plate, eliciting a chuckle from the silver haired man.
"It's gooooood." Kakashi sang, waving his chocolate covered finger. Iruka sighed and dipped a finger in and licked it.
"Fine." He huffed, reaching for more. Kakashi's eye curved up.
They continued eating the chocolate in silence for a while. Kakashi swept up a large amount onto his finger and plopped it onto Iruka's face.
"Gyah! What the hell?" Iruka spluttered and Kakashi laughed. He mock glared at the other man, who was laughing with his eye closed, and swept three of his fingers through the chocolate and smeared it on the jounin's face. Kakashi reacted much the same way as Iruka did, however his arms went flailing and he fell out of his chair.
"This...means...WAR!" Kakashi bellowed and scooped up some chocolate and was about to fling it at the other man but was stopped by a yell.
"Gyah! Not on my shirt! It'll stain!" He held his arms up in front of him for protection.
"Then take it off." Kakashi said, stalking closer.
"But...no! Don't throw the chocolate at me!" Iruka moved to hide behind the table.
"If you don't take it off I'm still gonna through it at you!" Kakashi declared happily. Iruka scowled.
"Well...um...then you have to too!" He said, pointing a chocolate smeared finger at the silver haired man.
"Sure." And in one sweeping motion his shirt was gone. Iruka gulped, he wasn't expecting Kakashi to go along with that, or perhaps he was hoping he would? Kakashi all but leapt on the other man. "Now off with this!" He tugged at the chuunin's shirt.
"Wh-what are you doing! Stop it!" Iruka squirmed away from the crazed jounin.
"Come on, take it off!" He said through breathless laughter.
"Kakashi-sensei!" Iruka cried in outrage.
"I took mine off, now yours!" Kakashi grinned at him and Iruka scowled.
"Fine!" Iruka turned around, to avoid embarrassment from seeing Kakashi's face while he undressed himself. He got his shirt off without getting any chocolate on it and placed it on the hook with his vest. He turned around and got a face full of chocolate syrup. "Gwah!"
"Ah ha ha!" Kakashi poured more into the plate quickly and dipped both hands in. He danced away when Iruka came near, looking for all the world like he was going to strangle the jounin. Iruka scooped chocolate into both of his hands and flung it all at Kakashi, who was trapped between the table and the chair. He tried to escape the airborne chocolate and ended up falling over the chair and still getting the chocolate all over himself.
Iruka walked up to him in concern and ended up getting tackled to the floor. They wrestled there for a while, getting chocolate smeared all over each other. They laughed breathlessly as they rolled on the floor battling for the upper hand. Finally they stopped rolling, Kakashi rested on his elbows above the chuunin, laying almost fully on him. He grinned down at the other man who stuck his tongue out. Their faces were flushed from laughing so much.
Iruka's eyes followed a drop of the chocolate syrup, traveling from under Kakashi's right eye to his chin, almost like he was crying. It dangled perilously from the jounin's chin. Kakashi's heart rate sped up further as he watched Iruka's face come closer to his. The chuunin licked the drop of chocolate off of Kakashi's chin almost making him shudder. Iruka smirked, knowing what he was doing to the other man.
"You're such a tease!" Kakashi laughed.
"Let's clean up." Iruka squirmed under the jounin and he stood, lifting up Iruka as well. They went into Kakashi's washroom and began wiping the chocolate off with a damp towel. Kakashi first wiped Iruka down.
"Ka-Kakashi-sensei, quit it that tickles!" Iruka laughed trying to stop the jounin from attacking his sides even more. "Give me that."
"I'm not ticklish!" Kakashi declared, allowing Iruka to wipe him down.
"Sure you aren't." Iruka replied sarcastically, however ignoring the challenge and slowly washing the other man. Once he was finished he handed the towel to Kakashi who tossed it into his laundry basket. They walked back into the livingroom area and stopped in shock. Chocolate was smeared all over the floor and splattered on the walls and other furniture. "We're gonna need that towel again."
"I think I have a washcloth too." Kakashi agreed. Ten minutes later they were still at it, scrubbing the sticky substance from the room. There were splatters on the back of the couch as well and Iruka was working at that to get the stain out. It gave him plenty of time to think. He was never good with figuring out his feelings. He caught himself watching Kakashi clean, and that strange feeling welling up inside of him. He decided to stop hiding from it and just pull it out and analyze it. Kakashi looked back at him and smiled cutely, causing that feeling to flutter inside of him. Maybe, maybe it was what Kakashi felt for him. Maybe he loved the jounin back.
"I can't be sure." He whispered, not realizing he'd spoken aloud.
"Hmm?" Kakashi turned back again. "Can't be sure of what?"
"Mmm, never mind." He grinned. He could, he could always give it a shot. Suddenly Iruka felt as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He finished up with the couch, well to the best of his ability, and joined Kakashi at the table again. "You're going to need some stain remover for your couch. I couldn't get it to completely disappear."
"Ok. Thank you. I'll pick that up later." He replied.
"I have some at my house, I could lend you it." Iruka offered, heading into the kitchen. "Shall I make dinner?"
"That would be great, thank you. I'll help you, if you want." Kakashi stood and followed Iruka into the kitchen. "You don't always have to cook for me."
"I like cooking, so don't worry about it." He was pulling ingredients out of the cupboards and fridge. "Where's the salt?"
"Oh, I'll get it." He returned a moment later, salt in hand. "Here you go."
"Thank you sir. That'll be all." He made a shooing motion with his hand.
"Aw, come on, let me help!" Kakashi whined, puppy dog face in full force. Iruka took one look at it and grinned.
"Nope, but you can watch if you want." He sighed in mock frustration. Kakashi almost bounced on the spot.
"Oh goodie!" Iruka laughed, smacking him lightly over the head.
They talked while Iruka cooked, Kakashi sitting on the counter beside the stove. They talked of many things, from cleaning products to Naruto's pranks. They laughed a lot. Soon enough the food was done and they were eating at the table, continuing their conversation. By the end of the meal Iruka had almost for got the important thing he was going to tell Kakashi. It was the usual time he left Kakashi's apartment and he was standing in front of Kakashi's door, the silver haired man by his side, ready to say good-bye.
"Kakashi-sensei." He said determinedly, turning to face the other man.
"Yes?" Kakashi replied slowly, not sure if Iruka's suddenly serious attitude was a good thing or not.
"Well..." He looked uncertain for a moment before leaning up and kissing the jounin's cheek. Kakashi's eyes widened. "I...I think we should try this."
"Try...?" The silver haired man's heart was racing and his face spoke of great confusion. Iruka sighed in frustration.
"Try...well..." He blushed deeply and looked away for a moment before wrapping both arms around Kakashi's neck and pulling him down until their lips were a mere inch apart. He seemed hesitant, looking into Kakashi's eyes and hoping he'd get the message. He suddenly remembered something. "You still owe me a massage!"
"Wh-what?" Kakashi was thrown off.
"And I never finished giving you yours! Gai walked in and stopped it right there!" He scowled. "I'll have to give you a full one sometime soon. Don't let me forget."
"Ok..." Kakashi was really confused now. Iruka was acting strange suddenly.
"Oh, as I was saying...err...w-would you l-like to um...Oh screw it." He muttered before pressing his lips to Kakashi's. The jounin's eyes widened for a split second before he closed them and snaked his arms around Iruka's waist. He involuntarily made a small noise in the back of his throat. They pulled apart, all smiles.
"Does this mean we're going out now?" Kakashi asked, snuggling his face into the crook of Iruka's neck.
"Yeah." Iruka whispered with a chuckle. Kakashi pulled him in closer, taking a deep breath.
"I'm so happy. I could hold you like this forever." He breathed and Iruka laughed.
"Me too."
Aww! XD This chapter was si much fun to write! I hope it was good, I don't want it to be anticlimactic or something. That'd be shitty. And look who's early! OH YEAH! ANYways, thank you all for reading and reviewing! Holy crap, I have over 100 reviews! That's a LOT more then I'd hoped for! Thank you ALL! I'm so happy! Now review please!