A/N: Sorry, this one's kinda lame, but I thought it was still sweet…sorta…in a mediocre kind of way…anyways the next one will be better.
Disclaimer: Don't own, don't worry.
First Kiss
-2 Out of the Ordinary-
"Ohayou, Kakashi-san. How was your mission?" Iruka asked conversationally as he received the mission scroll. It was surprisingly legible today. Not neat, by any means, but there weren't food stains this time, and for that, Iruka was grateful.
"Fine," Kakashi said shortly. The chuunin knew that Kakashi was no good at small talk, but he still asked questions like that, even while holding a report detailing everything he'd just asked.
"Are you tired?" Iruka asked, filling in the necessary paperwork before filing everything away. This was the last report for the day, as far as he could tell. The room was starting to empty, and Kakashi was the last jounin fidgeting around.
"Not really," said Kakashi, his fingers itching to pull out his Icha Icha.
"Would you like to go for dinner?" Iruka asked, putting his things away in his bag and standing up, checking that he'd not left anything behind. He then looked back at the jounin who was staring at him, seemingly lost for words. "It's not a trick question, Hatake," Iruka grinned, tilting his head to one side when he still remained without an answer.
"Why?" Kakashi asked, looking suspicious. Iruka shrugged.
"You don't have to if you don't want to," he said, beginning to leave, a small blush on his cheeks. He was stopped by a gentle hand on his shoulder, and he turned around inquisitively.
Kakashi felt his heartbeat speed up at the flushed appearance of the academy teacher's face, and finally managed to place why he always felt so awkward around him. He reached up and quietly pulled his mask down, smiling softly when Iruka's brown eyes widened in surprise before he quickly looked away in respect. Kakashi cupped Iruka's cheek in a warm palm and turned his head to face him, before he closed in, his heart thumping double time against his ribcage as the chuunin's eyes first widened in surprise, before it fluttered shut as their lips met.
A small groan of complaint escaped Iruka's lips as he felt Kakashi start to pull away and he wrapped his fingers in the silver hair, gently tugging the older man back into the kiss, feeling a curve in the corners of the soft lips that were so rarely revealed. His arms trailed back down Kakashi's spine, drawing a delicious shudder from the jounin.
"I'll take that as a yes," Iruka said breathlessly as they finally pulled apart. Kakashi chuckled softly, his breathing still irregular.
"Definitely a yes."