A/N: A/N: To the people who review this story, words cannot fully justify how sorry i am.

I have been so out of it lately.

I've had my major exams at school.

I was in Japan for two weeks.

I've had shit with my friends.

And on top of that, i've got a boyfriend to incorporate into the balance. I love him, so its worth it, but still.

At any rate, updating hasn't even crossed my mind.

And I should've and i'm sorry =[

Kakashi had his head on his desk, less than pleased to be at school.

He was glad admittedly that he had all weekend to cool off after the Iruka incident, but now that it was Monday, and he had all of maths to stress out about English next, he wasn't so calm.

He had almost kissed his teacher. How could he recover from that?

He decided that it was fair to say that this had probably gone on far enough, and that he should just drop it. But now that Iruka had joined in his little game, stopping would mean admitting defeat.

And when did he ever admit defeat?

So instead, he was plotting his next plan of attack. The problem was making sure it didn't get out of hand. If only he could anticipate Iruka's response when he saw him next it would be easier, but he was at an absolute loss.

He guessed that was because he really didn't make a habit of almost kissing his teachers funnily enough.

He sighed. Looked like he was going to have to rely on his improvisation skills.

When he walked into the classroom the first thing he noticed was an oldish looking guy sitting in Iruka's desk, getting ready to take the roll.

"That chicken shit." he muttered, storming to the back row in between his friends and slamming his books down on the desk.

"Naw, is Kakashi sad that his baby isn't here for him to flirt with?" Obito mocked him.

"Yes, just after I had mentally prepared myself for seeing him and everything."

The dark haired boy blinked a few times. "Well.... errr. I was kidding, but sure....." he murmured, quite unsure how to respond to that.

"Kakashi, what happened?"

"Nothing." he spat, sitting back in his chair and folding his arms over his chest. "He is just a baby and can't even face one of his students."

His friends looked at each other across the desk and were about to question him further, when the substitute started speaking. He drawled on about how his name was Mr. Ayake, and "that he was taking the class because Mr Umino was ill."

He started teaching and the two at the back shuffled closer to Kakashi so they could interrogate him.

"It's gone past innocent flirting hasn't it?" Rin insisted.

"Did you jump him?" Obito questioned nervously.

"Did he jump you?"

"Please tell me there was no jumping involved Kakashi!"

"PLEASE?"

He looked back and forth between them, sighing at their ridiculous antics. "Well.... there wasn't exactly any.... jumping."

"Oh god, what did you do?"

"I didn't do anything, I almost-"

"Mr Hatake." The teacher said, clearly remembering Kakashi's surname from when he called the roll. "Could you please get to work, you two as well please?"

All three looked up to glare at the man up the front. Could he not tell that what they were discussing was much more important than his stupid lesson that he wasn't even teaching?

"I almost kissed him." Kakashi whispered.

"YOU WHAT?" Rin screeched, forgetting in that moment that they were in class, and that her outburst would be hardly appreciated.

"That's it." Mr Ayake muttered. "Miss-?"

"My name is Rin thank you" she spat, not in the mood for this when all she needed to do right now was abuse Kakashi.

"Well, Rin, i don't appreciate that kind of behaviour in my classes thank you. I'd like you to move down the front here." She picked up her books and stormed out the front, slamming them on the empty table and ripping her chair out from under the desk, throwing herself in it with folded arms. "Thank you. And Mr Hatake, and Mr-?"

"Uchiha."

"And Mr Uchiha, I would like to see you two working for the rest of the lesson, or i shall be forced to separate you two as well."

The rest of the lesson went on without any disruption. Kakashi however, was dreading the moment class ended, and Rin let loose on him.

Finally, that dreaded bell rung, and the class scrambled to their feet, leaving for lunch and chattering amongst themselves.

Kakashi slowly approached Rin, Obito walking beside him, equally apprehensive. She stood swiftly, turning expressionlessly to the two boys. "alright, lets go to lunch, that class was awful."

Both stood stunned, as she began to lead the way to the cafeteria. "Rin, wait, why are you not yelling about the fact that i almost ki-"

Kakashi cut himself off as he noticed who was standing outside.

"Thank you for covering for me Mr Ayake, i had just come down with a headache and didn't feel up to teaching, i'll be fine after- Kakashi?" Iruka said, calm voice turning unexpectedly high upon noticing his student still leaving the classroom.

"Iruka." he said, proud of the fact he managed to withhold all the emotion that would have normally subconsciously made its way into his voice. "Could i please have a minute with you, i need to ask a question about our current unit?"

"Of-f-f." he stuttered, before regaining his composure. "Please step inside and i'd be more than happy to talk to you. Thank you again for taking the class for me Mr Ayake, don't hesitate to ask me if you ever need a favour."

"It was no problem Iruka, I'll be seeing you around." he said, with a pleasant wave of his hand as he left."

Iruka turned to Kakashi and noticed he was glaring at his two friends in a way that made them quickly walk in the direction of the cafeteria without another word. When he turned back to his teacher, he smirked arrogantly, and walked back into the classroom, obviously expecting Iruka to follow.

He did, closing the door behind him, and regretting it a second later. Deciding that it would be too obvious if he opened it again, he instead walked over to Kakashi, who had sat on his desk. "Well Kakashi, what is it would would like to ask about?"

"I'm sure you know Iruka." Kakashi said, voice huskier than normal. Iruka had to hold himself heavily to try and mask the fact that the tone in his voice make his knees weak. He took a deep breath, leaning over Kakashi. He knew that this boy was all talk, what was he worrying about.

"I'm not sure I do Kakashi, please, enlighten me." He said, trying to match his tone relatively successfully.

Kakashi had prepared himself this time, and placed his hands on Iruka's shoulders leaning forward to kiss him. He gently pressed his lips to Iruka's for a moment, not taking the kiss any further. He waited for the teacher to pull away, scandalised look on his face, but instead, he felt Iruka's hand lightly take him by the back on the head, and he ran his tongue along Kakashi's lips, before deepening the kiss.

There was a knock at the door, and the pair flew apart, both blushing heavily, before Mr Ayake returned. "Sorry, i just left my jacket on the back of your chair Iruka."

"That's...." he started, trying to collect his thoughts, which were currently going psycho inside his head. "Fine. That's fine Mr Ayake. Kakashi and I were just finishing, weren't we Kakashi?" He said, voice still shaking slightly. "Kakashi?"

The boy slipped off the desk. "Of course." he muttered emotionlessly, suddenly even paler than normal, before quickly leaving.

Iruka inwardly hit himself. Why did he keep letting himself get more and more involved with his student?

A/N: Well, i'm on quite a roll now, you might not be able to stop me. I never really like having to do detail on kisses, that was pretty tame i know, but generally i think it make things tacky. If you think so too, just let me know and i'll edit it out. Please review. I do know what i want to do next chapter, its just a matter of getting the motivation to do it =]