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AN: NC-17.

Iruka felt himself waking up, felt the familiar strong body pressed against him, felt soft lips kissing his skin, felt warm hands caressing him. He gave a soft moan when one of those warm hands glide over his waist, and trace his navel before moving further down and stroke his hardening length. He heard the older man soft chuckle.

"Ah, so you're not really asleep," Kakashi said softly and continued to stroke the hardening length in his hand, pressing himself against the younger man's side, sliding a leg in between the other pair.

Iruka sighed as his hips rocked on their own accord. He felt the older man kiss his cheek before kissing his lips, sealing them in a tender kiss.

Kakashi smiled and brushed his thumb along the tip, feeling the tan hips jerk against his hand. His lips found purchase on the tan throat as his hand worked his husband's erection, soft gasp escaping they younger man's throat as the tan hips rocked against his hand, meeting his hand's rhythm. He hummed when he felt the younger man's fingers thread into this hair and chocolate eyes finally opened to look up at him, a gaze that was filled with pure love that shone through the lust. He watched as his husband's eyes slid shut under the pleasure, lips parting in a silent moan as the brunette threw his head back further into the pillows, turning his head towards him and nuzzled his neck, "Ruru," he purred, and began to add a slight twist in his strokes, making the younger man arch his back and the hips thrust faster into his hand. He kissed his husband, the position of the brunette's head tucked against his shoulder giving him better access into the younger man's mouth, delving his tongue into the wet cavern. He felt the body against his jerk, the fingers in his hair twitching into an almost painful grip, making him groan into the kiss. He felt his husband come in his hand, the hot semen smearing on his hand and soiling the covers.

Iruka panted for air, breathless as the older man pulled away. He felt the warm hand give his member a few more strokes while it was still sensitive, making his hips buck and body shiver. He opened his eyes as he felt the hand pull away and choked on a groan as Kakashi began to lick his hand clean.

Kakashi grinned and gave his own finger a long lick, licking off the come from the digit. He was pulled down into a hungry kiss, moaning as the younger man's tongue delved into his mouth.

Iruka nearly pushed the older man off the bed when he heard the door open. Nearly because he remembered that the older was currently naked, such as himself. Instead he sat up enough to see the door hesitantly open an inch before he heard a knock. He smiled at his son's courtesy, "Come in, Minoru-kun."

Kakashi pulled on the comforter, shifting under them as Minoru poked his head into the bedroom, a sheepish smile on his lips, "Good morning, Iru-dad, Kakashi-dad," he hesitated, "I, uh…wanted to make sure you were awake or not."

Iruka smiled, "We just woke up," he tilted his head, "Just give us a few minutes and I'll make breakfast, alright?"

Minoru beamed and nodded.

Iruka watched as Minoru closed the door and heard the retreating footsteps disappear down the hall. He turned to the older man and smiled as he dropped back on to the bed, his body pressing against the older man's. He dipped his hand under the comforter, ghosting his palm against the older man's erection. He slid a leg in between his husband's, raising his knee, raising the slender hips and making the older man straddle his thigh, "Hmm…," he hummed, massaging his husband's erection, grinning at the older as he tried to keep his moans back, "Good morning to you too, Kakashi."

Iruka walked down the hall and into the living room where he found Minoru laying on the couch watching TV, "What would you like for breakfast?"

Minoru sat up and smiled, "I think Kakashi-dad should choose."

Iruka chuckled and looked down the hall, towards the bedroom, where he left his husband completely sated. He turned back to his son, "Kakashi-dad ended up falling back asleep."

Minoru frowned, "Does he still feel tired?"

Iruka secretly grinned to himself, "You could say that," he chuckled, "How about we make a hearty breakfast, hm?"

Minoru beamed, "That sounds really good right now!"

Kakashi walked towards the kitchen a few minutes later, a bit dazed. He caught the smell of bacon and eggs in the air. He smiled as he walked into the kitchen where Minoru was preparing some fresh fruits while Iruka made pancakes. Iruka looked over to him, and smiled, "'Morning, 'Kashi."

"'Morning, Ruru."

Minoru turned to him and grinned, "Good morning, Kakashi-dad! How are you feeling?"

Kakashi nodded, "Better," he moved towards his son and stole a strawberry, popping it into his mouth, "Hm," he hummed in approval.

Minoru giggled as Kakashi took another strawberry.

Kakashi grinned and moved to Iruka, catching him after he flipped a pancake. He turned the younger man around earning him a surprised gasp.

Iruka's lips were sealed in a sweet kiss, the taste of strawberry filling his senses. He smiled when the kiss reminded him of their honeymoon, the sweet kiss they shared at the matsuri. They broke the kiss, lips brushing against his in a soft caress. He smiled when he heard Minoru softly chuckle. He turned back around and took the pancake off the flat skillet. He served the eggs, bacon and pancakes while Kakashi took out the orange juice from the fridge along with some glasses from the cupboard. Meanwhile, Minoru placed the bowl of cut fruit and one of the plates with food on the table.

They sat at the table and ate their breakfast. Minoru looked at Kakashi and smiled, "It feels good to have you back, Kakashi-dad."

Kakashi smiled and nodded, "It feels good to be back."

"How was the mission you went on?" Minoru asked out of curiosity.

Kakashi hesitated and tilted his head, "It…was long, and difficult."

Minoru's eyes widened a fraction, "Difficult?"

Kakashi thought about his words, "It…didn't go as planned…at first."

Minoru slowly nodded, and ate his eggs that ended up getting flooded by syrup.

Kakashi looked down at his own plate. He hadn't thought about the mission since he finished it, because once he was done he had his mind set on coming back home after a quick, and it was a quick, visit to Tsunade's office to drop off the mission's results along with his report. He left her office before she even got a chance to shoo him away to get some rest. He didn't think about the mission, because frankly, he didn't want to.

"Kakashi?"

Kakashi snapped out of his musing and looked at Iruka, "Hm?"

Iruka furrowed a brow, "Are you alright?"

Kakashi smiled and nodded. He took a bite out of his pancakes and his eyes grew wide, "Iruka?"

"Hm?"

"Are these…chocolate chips?"

Iruka smiled, "Couldn't you tell?" he chuckled, "Half of them are chocolate chip, and the other half is buttermilk."

Kakashi took another bite, the bittersweet chocolate melting in his mouth, "I haven't had chocolate chip pancakes since…," he thought, "I can't even remember."

Iruka and Minoru laughed.

Kakashi frowned.

They finished their breakfast with light conversation, laughter echoing in the house.

Kakashi smiled as Minoru told him about an event that happened during while he was gone, including a hilarious account of him bringing up the subject of marriage to Genma and Raidou.

Needless to say, he felt whole again.

Iruka found Kakashi laying on the garden swing, a leg idly making the bench swing as he red his new book. He smiled and walked over to him, "I thought Minoru was out with you."

Kakashi looked over the edge of his book, "Hm, he was. He was playing with Tomodachi and Pakkun, they might have gone back inside," he eyed the younger man and sat up, "Is everything alright?"

Iruka nodded and sat in the empty space of the swing. He leaned his head on the older man's shoulder and smiled, "Better than alright," Iruka lifted his head and looked at the older man, "Though…," he gave the older man a curious look, "Did something happen during your mission?"

Kakashi closed his book and laid back down, resting his head on his husband's lap, and closed his eyes, letting himself relax in the shade of the tree and the soothing slow swing of the bench.

Iruka looked down the older man, his fingers automatically threading into the silver locks, "You can't tell me…," he said softly.

Kakashi sighed and opened his eyes. He took the tan hand that was resting on his chest and kissed its knuckles in a silent apology before shaking his head.

Iruka leaned down, pulling away the silver bangs and kissed the pale forehead, "It's just…," he hesitated, "I can feel that something is bothering you, or maybe what I'm feeling is you trying not to let it bother you," he continued to thread his fingers into the silver hair, his gaze softening, "…Is there?"

Kakashi looked up at the younger man and hesitated before giving a small nod, mentally cursing mission protocol, "Don't worry about it, Ruru," he said softly, entwining his fingers with a tan hand.

Iruka sighed. He knew he shouldn't ask. That Kakashi couldn't tell him any details. That it was mission protocol. But the whole situation just didn't seem fair, "Kakashi," he spoke softly and mismatched eyes looked into his, "Don't think of me as another shinobi, a chunnin, someone that works in the mission room. Let me be your husband. Let me be here for you."

Kakashi looked at the younger man, his tan fingers soothingly threading into his hair in way that Iruka always did. This was Iruka. His Iruka. He shifted his gaze past the younger man and looked up at the sky, "It's been a long time since I killed," he said softly, "Either required or ordered, it's been a long time. And this mission called for it. I don't even know how many I ended up having to kill," he lolled his head towards the younger man, his gaze on the dark fabric of Iruka's shirt, "It felt strange, Iruka," he continued softly, "Having to shift back into Sharingan Kakashi, the infamous Copy-nin and become a weapon again. Having to kill without any type of remorse, turning back into the cold blooded killer I was once known for…and probably still am," he tightened his grip on the tan hand under his, "It felt strange…after being retired and not being assigned any missions for nearly a year, and suddenly having to go away for an expected four months that turned into five, after finally settling down and starting a family with you," he sighed and looked up at the younger man, at the soft chocolate eyes, "And it felt worse having to make you go through that, having to make you and Minoru go through that…," he trailed off, looking away. He felt soft lips kiss his temple in a soothing gesture.

Iruka looked into the older man's face, gently stroking the pale forehead, Oh, love… He gently moved the silver head to meet the mismatched gaze, "'Kashi…," he said softly, "There something else, isn't there…something that you're not quite telling me, that is not related to the mission…," he brushed away the silver bangs, stroking the pale forehead, "Something that is worrying you…"

A small smile tugged on Kakashi's lips at his husband's insight, an insight that only Iruka would have. His smile faded, and he closed his eyes for a brief moment, before meeting the chocolate eye's gaze, "Should I be? Or am I just overreacting and being paranoid?"

Iruka fondly smiled down at the older man, "Minoru wouldn't think differently of you. You're his Kakashi-dad," his smile brightened, "And not only that, but he's a clever child, he would understand," he stroke the pale forehead with his thumb, "He would understand, regardless, because he loves you. You shouldn't have to worry, love, but you also shouldn't feel forced to tell him."

Kakashi nodded and smiled as he brought the tan hand up to his lips and kissed its knuckles and the silver band around the tan digit. He turned his head when he heard wet footsteps and muttered voices. He saw Minoru poke his head from around the corner of the house and smiled, before he noticed the smudges of the fair skin.

Iruka furrowed a brow, "Minoru-kun…?" Minoru was apparently pushed from behind the corner of the house, revealing his muddied clothes. Their son sheepishly smiled at them as Pakkun and Tomodachi rounded the corner in no better condition.

Iruka gaped.

Kakashi snorted.

Minoru walked closer, making squishing sounds as he did so, the ninken behind him as if ready to run for it if needed.

Iruka sighed and shook his head, not being able to hide the smile that graced his lips, "What happened."

Kakashi sat up, he had to hear this.

"Well…okay," he started, "We…we were playing in the front yard, and…and well…we saw the hose…so, we started playing with the water…and…," he raised his hands as if confused, "Well, apparently the yard gets really muddy if it gets too wet…and we didn't know that," the ninken nodded in agreement, supporting the young boy's story, "And…well…" he opened his arms, as if that explained everything.

Iruka laughed, "Minoru-kun," he shook his head, "Tomodachi, Pakkun," he addressed the ninken, "just whatever you do -."

The dogs shook.

Kakashi snorted and chuckled.

"…don't shake," Iruka finished and sighed, wiping off the drops of mud that landed on him.

Pakkun shrugged, "It's a habit."

Tomodachi nodded, "More like an instinct."

Iruka sighed and stood and glared at Kakashi who burst out laughing. He turned his attention back to the three soiled bodies, "You're not going into the house like that, back to the front of the house," he turned back to Kakashi, "And wash your ninken."

Kakashi frowned, "It's not my fault they got mud on themselves."

Pakkun and Tomodachi gave him an offended look, "We didn't know!"

Kakashi was not convinced, "Still –."

"Hey!" Pakkun barked, "The least you can do is bathe us!"

It was Kakashi's turn to look offended, "'The least I can do'? What are you talking about?!"

"Kakashi," Iruka interrupted, and sighed, "Just bathe them. If you want, after I get Minoru-kun cleaned up, I can help you wash the rest of the pack."

"Thank you!" Pakkun and Tomodachi told Iruka, and turned to glare at Kakashi.

"Fine," Kakashi gave in and got off the garden bench, and eyed the dirty ninken, who had too smug of a look for dogs.

Iruka pulled out his hair tie and wringed out the excess water out of his hair before doing the same to his shirt. He sighed and gave the older man a blank look.

Kakashi raised his eyebrows, "What? You volunteered."

Iruka took a deep just as Kakashi shook his, riding the excess water in his hair. He let out his breath and glared at the older man.

Kakashi chuckled, "Sorry."

Iruka wringed out more of the water out of his shirt while Kakashi did the same. He looked down when a nose nudged his leg. He quirked a questioning eyebrow at the golden dog that looked like different 

without his shades and blue vest. Now that he thought about it, all of them looked different without their own gear, they looked like…dogs.

"Where's Minoru-kun?"

Iruka smiled, "Inside, under some blankets trying to keep him from catching a cold," he held up a hand when the dogs began to move inside, "Oh, no you don't! You guys stay out here and lay in the sun for awhile, and let yourselves dry off."

Kakashi nodded, "Last thing I want is you guys getting everything wet inside."

The dogs gave them a rather dejected look, "Fine."

Iruka walked inside and nearly slipped on the hardwood floor, but strong arms caught him and he heard the older man's soft chuckle.

Kakashi smiled and kept a hand on the small of Iruka's back, the wet shirt sticking onto the younger man's skin, and he noticed that his husband's frame seemed thinner than usual.

Iruka walked down the hall trying not to drip everywhere. He appeared in the living room's doorway and smiled at Minoru who was watching TV, while under a couple of thin blankets, "How are you doing?"

Minoru frowned, "It's hot."

Iruka chuckled, "Well, we don't want you catching a cold," he tilted his head, "You can take them off, just try not to catch a chill alright."

Minoru nodded but didn't take off the blankets.

"We're going to take a shower, alright?"

Minoru chuckled and nodded, "I don't think I need anything."

Iruka smiled and nodded before walking back down the hall and into the bedroom where Kakashi had already stripped out of his shirt.

Kakashi turned and grinned, "Come now, don't want you to catch a cold now do we?" he closed the distance between them and tugged off the fabric that was being weighed down by the water.

Iruka let the older man take his shirt off before he led them into the adjoined bathroom where they took off their wet pants and underwear before getting into the shower. He couldn't help but laughed as Kakashi gently pushed him into the spray, making his eyes close under the trails of water. He felt fingers thread into his soaked hair and tilt his head back before lips closed over his. His hands found purchase on the older man hips and pulled him closer.

Kakashi broke the kiss, humming in approval as their pelvises became flush. He pulled the younger man from the under the spray, enough so that he wasn't completely emerged, "Ruru, I noticed that you lost some weight."

Iruka blushed and turned them around, switching places with the older man and pushed him into the spray.

Kakashi closed his eyes as he was submerged into the spray. He tilted his head back, letting the water pull his hair back. He leaned away from the spray and looked at the younger man, "You haven't been eating well, have you?"

Iruka looked away and hesitated before shaking his head, "I guess I haven't."

Kakashi cupped they younger man's jaw and leaned in to kiss him, as his other pulled the tan body closer to his. He pinned the younger man against the shower's wall, the spray hitting their side. He felt Iruka arch towards him and way from the cool tiles, and felt the younger man's hardening member nudge his own. He reached in between them and began to stroke his husband's length, feeling the member harden in his hand and the tan body jerk against his, "Iruka," he whispered.

Iruka bit his lip and wrapped his arms around the older man, his hands following the curve of the spine, landing at the small of his back. He reached in between them and took hold of the older man's erection, making his husband groan at the touch.

Their hands worked each other, their tongues tasting each other, swallowing each other's moans. Kakashi buried his face into the younger man's neck, his free hand kneading the firm, round muscle of his husband's rear end.

"Kakashi," he breathed, panting for air against the older man's neck, "Kakashi – I - ," he broke off in a silent moan, gasping as he felt his stomach tighten under the pleasure.

Kakashi nibbled on the younger man's earlobe, "Come for me, Ruru," he purred, tightening his grip on the sobbing erection.

Iruka's body jerked, his breath hitching as he came inside his husband's hand, his hot seed smearing in between them, "Oh, Kakashi," he breathed, subconsciously speeding his hand's rhythm, "Oh, 'Kashi, come for me, love," he said breathlessly, echoing the older man's request.

Kakashi pulled the younger man closer, gripping the tan hips as he rocked harder against the hand pumping his aching flesh. He choked on a moan as he came into his husband's hand, his hips rolling against the tan pair as he rode his orgasm, "Gods, Ruru," he breathed, dropping his head onto a tan shoulder.

Iruka smiled and kissed a temple, "Come on, love, if we take too long, Minoru is going to start getting suspicious."

Kakashi chuckled and nibbled on the tan shoulder before pulling away. They quickly washed each other and toweled themselves off. Kakashi eyed the tan body as they walked out of the bathroom, he had a feeling he knew why Iruka wasn't eating well, and he had a feeling that the younger man won't have any more trouble with that. He felt a pang of guilt hit him when he realized that Iruka's stress and worry took a greater toll than he thought.

Iruka noticed the older man's mismatched gaze on him, "Kakashi?" the mismatched gaze locked with his, and felt his heart ache the guilt he found there, "'Kashi," he said softly and closed the distance between them. He cupped a pale cheek and lovingly nuzzled the older man's cheek, "Love," he kissed the pale cheek, "It's alright…," he said softly, "I suppose I worry too much, hm?" he smiled softly at his husband, "But…like I said, I can't help it," he stroked the pale cheek with his thumb. He wrapped his arms around the pale torso and rested his head on a strong shoulder, smiling as arms instantly returned the embrace, "I'm just glad you came back safe and sound."

Kakashi kissed the crown of the brunette's head and held his husband tighter. He felt Iruka pull away and watched as a warm smile graced the younger man's lips.

"Come on, get dressed," Iruka moved to the dresser but strong arms pulled him back, nearly making him lose his balance. Lips locked over his in a tender, passionate kiss, making him melt in the warm embrace, his hands idly resting on the pale chest. He felt himself break out into goose bumps from the sweet kiss, and the warm embrace, feeling the emotion and love that the older man was expressing through it. He felt the Kakashi pull away from the kiss, lips brushing against his tenderly as his breath caught up with him. He rested his head on a pale shoulder, keeping his eyes closed as he felt his cheeks heat up.

Kakashi smiled and kissed an exposed temple, "I love you," he whispered, and felt Iruka's smile.

"I love you, Kakashi," Iruka said softly. He lifted his head and kissed the pale clavicle. He smiled and pulled away to move to the dresser, pulling out a set of clothes to change into. Kakashi followed suit and they walked out of the bedroom in a fresh set of clothes.

They walked into the living and found the pack of dogs lounging around, some near the opened sliding door, while others took a place near the couch. Kakashi smiled when he noticed that Minoru was sleeping, using Tomodachi as a pillow, Pakkun under one of his arms, the blankets almost slipping off the couch. Tomodachi opened his eyes to and looked at him before closing them again, resting his head on his paws.

Iruka smiled at the scene and was tempted to take a picture, but at the same time he didn't want to ruin it. Kakashi took his hand and led him outside so not to disturb their sleeping son and dogs. They sat on the garden swing and Iruka laid down, resting his head on the older man's lap, like Kakashi had done earlier. He smiled as pale fingers began to comb through his damp hair.

"It's good to be home," Kakashi mused and smiled down at his husband.

Iruka smiled back up at him, "Lay down with me," he whispered back.

Kakashi smiled and they shifted until he was spooned against his husband, the younger man's back against his chest, grateful that the seat was roomy enough for the both of them. The brunette pillowed his head on his pale arm as he rested his own head on one of the cushions that somehow ended up on the seat. A soft breeze rolled in and he hugged his husband closer, feeling completely content with his husband in his arms, their son sleeping soundly with his ninken. It had been a long time since he felt so relaxed, and he could probably say the same for Iruka. He sighed and felt his husband shift closer, and entwined their fingers together, making a smile tug on his lips.

Yes, it felt wonderful to be back home.

AN: Next up is the epilogue!