A/N: Guess who?

There's a joke in here that only my friend Kalms and I will get, but I think that's alright.

Christmas with the Hatakes
By: Reggie

December 16th: Pumpkin Pie

Kakashi frowned as he balanced precariously on the window sill. Iruka hadn't noticed him yet, but Kakashi really couldn't blame him for that when there was a pumpkin pie as big as their kitchen table sitting in front of his lover. The Copy-nin doubted he would have noticed Tsunade strutting naked through their kitchen with that monstrosity in front of him.

The Jounin climbed down from his perch, wincing a little at the strain it put on his broken leg. Tsunade hadn't done more than started it healing, informing him that it was her Christmas gift to him. Kakashi understood that it meant he'd have the rest of the holiday season off, with no one hounding him to do missions with the excuse of an injury and Tsunade saying that too much chakra healing was bad for your system, but really? Broken legs weren't very good gifts.

Straightening up and shifting his weight to his other leg, Kakashi grinned. "Someone decide we don't have enough treats in this house or what?"

Iruka looked up, visibly startled, before Kakashi found himself with an armful of chuunin. "What was the mission this time?" Iruka mumbled into the Jounin's chest. "Sent to map out the road of life so others wouldn't get lost?"

"It's a very long story involving grandmothers, transgender granddaughters, pink umbrellas, ninja eating Great Danes, and life threatening injuries. I'll have to tell it to you sometime." Kakashi chuckled into his lover's hair, holding the chuunin close a few moments longer before releasing him. "Was Sayuri that bad?"

"No, she was angelic for me. It was everything else that was that bad." Iruka made a face, reaching up to unmask his lover so they could kiss properly, which Kakashi appreciated. "Naruto kissed Hinata, and the poor girl about died."

"Really?" Kakashi mumbled, moving in to kiss that sweet mouth he always missed so much. He didn't really care what Naruto did with his new girlfriend, so long as it didn't result in giving Sayuri playmates. Actually, from the sounds of it, that wasn't something they were going to have to worry about any time soon.

All thoughts of Naruto and what he might or might not be doing melted as Iruka returned the kiss, his fingers pulling Kakashi's hair as hands fisted in the back of his head, trapping him so he was unable to pull away until Iruka said so.

It wasn't a gentle welcome home kiss, but one full of teeth and tounges in opposite mouths, and small sounds of desire from the chuunin in his arms. It was when Kakashi started to taste salt that his brain forcefully decided to return to earth, making him aware of how not normal this was. Reluctantly, he pulled back as much as the hands on his head would allow, staring down at the tears on his lover's face. He hadn't been gone that long! "Iruka…why are you crying?"

The chuunin dropped his hands, and returned his face to Kakashi's vest. "No reason, just…do you like the pie Anko sent us?"

Kakashi wasn't fooled, not for a moment, but his leg was starting to burn with pain, and he felt he need to be up to his best if he was going to help Iruka confront whatever it was that had been bothering the Chuunin all of December. He let it go for now, filing away the information, and leaned back a little to look at the horrendous thing sitting on their table. "Tell me Anko didn't bake then."

"I'm pretty sure she special ordered it from somewhere. I'm not sure why." Iruka smiled, the tears gone as he looked up. "Bull's been begging for a slice all morning, convinced she ordered it for him."

Kakashi laughed at this, changing his hold on the Chuunin so he was practically leaning on him for support. "I'll bet Anko sent it just to screw with our heads. Or try and make us feel obligated to return the favor with a giant dango."

Iruka smiled wryly, "that might work, if either of us liked pumpkin pie." The chuunin then frowned, shifting a little hold. "Are you hurt?"

The Jounin grimaced, freeing one of his hands to rub the back of his head. "Just a broken leg, no big…"

"JUST a broken leg? Why haven't you gone to see Tsunade?" Iruka took a step back, but didn't try and move further away, still there to support.

"I DID and she called this her Christmas gift to me." Kakashi winced as Iruka started them moving towards a chair. "She didn't like it much when I called her cheap."

Iruka chuckled, bending down to lower the Jounin into the kitchen chair. "Yet, you still came in the window?"

"Didn't want you to worry." Kakashi smiled, before looking warily at the pie by his side. "Not too much, anyway. Where's Sayuri?"

"Taking a nap. She'll be happy to see you when she wakes up." Iruka kissed his forehead before walking over the counter and tossing Kakashi a fork.

The Jounin frowned at the utensil as he caught it. "What's this for?"

"Well," Iruka grinned cheekily, "you can't take pain killers on an empty stomach, now can you?"