A/N: Kakashi's always the one being infatuated with his little chuunin sensei. I reckon Iruka should do some obsessing from time to time, you know?
Disclaimer: I still fail to see the purpose behind these things. Even if I claimed the manga or anime to be my own creation, I doubt anybody would believe me. Nobody that matters, anyways.
First Kiss
-6. Iruka Loves Kakashi-
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Kakashi. Hatake Kakashi.
Iruka scowled at his own reflection in the mirror.
Stop thinking about him!
Kakashi and Iruka. Iruka and Kakashi.
Iruka furiously spat out his mouthful of toothpaste foam before rinsing his mouth.
You're such a fangirl.
The teacher picked up his things before heading out towards the academy.
He's probably already taken. Or is pursuing some giggly, playful girl like the ones in his books. Or just simply too much of a genius to be interested in someone as average as me.
He sighed again, mind lost in dejected little thoughts as he trudged towards the school on autopilot.
"Get a grip on yourself, Umino Iruka!" he scolded himself, shaking his head furiously, before sighing yet again, bowing his head in defeat.
"Ohayou, Iruka-sensei. You're talking to yourself again," came a familiar voice. Iruka nodded vaguely, before he realized who was talking. He promptly sped up, leaving a confused copy nin in his trail of dust.
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Hatake and Umino. Umi No Hatake. IruKa.
Iruka blinked down at the scrawled words on the paper on his desk and blushed furiously, hastily tucking it under his file and glancing around the class to make sure that nobody noticed. His students were all leaned over their papers, concentrating deeply on the questions, and he sighed in relief.
He mentally shook himself and tried to concentrate on the new assignment he was working on for his students, scowling lightly at the image of the mysterious jounin grinning cheekily behind his eyes.
Stop thinking about him, Iruka!
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Iruka x Kakashi. Kakashi x Iruka
Iruka slammed his head downwards against the desk, the resulting thump causing everybody in the mission room to turn and stare at the usually composed chuunin as he moaned lightly into the desktop.
"Did that hurt?" Kakashi's voice asked. The jounin stared down at the back of Iruka's head in bemusement. He watched as the chuunin's ears slowly turned into a bright red glow.
"I'm fine," Iruka said shortly, lifting his head and accepting the mission report from Kakashi, managing to look quite dignified indeed for a man whose forehead was slowly turning purple.
"You probably shouldn't do that too often. It's no wonder you talk to yourself," Kakashi observed. Iruka scowled at the jounin, causing the copy-nin to grin apologetically, "Alright, stop with the death glares, I was only kidding."
Kakashi has such a nice voice… And his hair. Also his smell…
AARGH! Snap out of it!
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Sharingan no Kakashi. Copy-nin Kakashi. Kakashi of a thousand jutsus. Ero-senpai…
Iruka blinked at the last one, his lips curling upwards into a small smile as he walked towards his favorite ramen stand.
"One please."
Iruka jumped when the familiar voice spoke up behind the blinds of the little restaurant. He started turning around to leave when he froze as his name was called by one of his students.
"Iruka-sensei! Have you marked our tests yet?" came a small voice as the little girl spotted him and came trotting over.
"Ah, not yet…I'll have them marked by Monday, alright?" Iruka said his heart leaping into his throat when the blinds of the little restaurant lifted and Kakashi poked his face out curiously, his visible eye rising gently when he spotted the chuunin standing awkwardly as a little girl jogged off in the other direction, sated by the answer.
"Good evening, Iruka-sensei. You're here for supper too?" Kakashi asked pleasantly. Iruka nodded wordlessly, rooted to the spot. Kakashi blinked slowly, "You'll probably find it to be easier to order the food once you've come inside," he suggested.
Iruka blushed as he skulked into the little store, sitting carefully at the other end of the bar; away from Kakashi for fear that the man might sense the heat radiating from him if he sat too close.
"Beef ramen, thanks," Iruka muttered, keeping his eyes glued to the wooden surface before him.
"Iruka-sensei," Kakashi piped up a few seconds later.
"Y-yeah?" Iruka answered awkwardly.
"Why are you sitting so far away?"
"B-Because it's hot in here," he stammered.
"I'm not that sexy," Kakashi said playfully, grinning quietly at the red tinge appearing once again on the tips of the chuunin's ears and across his nose as he mumbled something unintelligible.
Kakashi looked on, slightly alarmed, as the teacher wolfed down his food as soon as it arrived before bolting the store.
"I think he fancies you," said Shikamaru boredly as he slouched into the store. Kakashi glanced up and blinked at the recently promoted chuunin.
"What makes you say that?" Kakashi asked.
"He keeps scrawling your name in his notes when he thinks nobody's watching. It's frustrating me just watching him," the Nara sighed tiredly, sitting in the seat that Iruka had recently vacated, "Make no mistake, it really is pretty hot today."
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Kakashi no Iruka. Iruka ton Kakashi. Kashi-koi.
Iruka groaned in frustration, leaning down to rest his head against the cool wood of his desk, shutting his eyes as he thought of the infamous jounin. He allowed his mind to drift as he closed his eyes.
Kakashi maskless, smiling at me… Kakashi shirtless, leaning over me… Kakashi in his underwear, pressing down upon me… Kakashi naked…
"What are you dreaming about?" came that familiar voice.
Iruka's head jerked up from the desk and he stared dazedly at the window, belatedly recognizing the smiling face outside. He continued to stare at the face after he realized who it was.
"Why are you outside my window?" Iruka asked blankly.
"Just taking a stroll and passed by," said Kakashi pleasantly.
"I…live on the fourth floor…," Iruka said, eyes widening when Kakashi shrugged lightly, pushing open the window and slipping inside as though it weren't entirely strange for him to be doing that.
"Yeah, I took a detour," Kakashi explained, nodding as though he made perfect sense.
"I-I see," Iruka muttered.
"What's that you're writing?" Kakashi asked, glancing over Iruka's shoulder. Iruka's face immediately flamed red as he ripped the sheet from the writing pad and crumpled it into a tiny ball.
"Nothing," Iruka said speedily, setting the paper on fire and then throwing it out the window, not earning any favours from the stray cat heedlessly walking by downstairs.
"I saw my name on it," Kakashi said, looking mildly amused.
"No you didn't," Iruka objected, pressing backwards into the chair as Kakashi towered in suspiciously.
"I'm quite sure I did. I saw my name, and I saw your name, and I saw hearts…," Kakashi said, leaning closer with every word.
"R-really?" Iruka squeaked, shrinking lower in his seat the closer Kakashi advanced.
"Mmm…," Kakashi confirmed, before closing the space between the two, pulling down his mask, and pressing his lips against Iruka's, drawing a surprised little moan from the chuunin.
"Kakashi…," Iruka breathed as the older man pulled away.
"Iruka Loves Kakashi," the jounin whispered in a little sing song voice, slowly kissing his way up Iruka's neck, "And Kakashi loves Iruka…"
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A/N: I'd told myself i wouldn't do this, i wan't going to beg...but...please review? I really really want to know if i'm doing this right :'( Nobody's reviewing any of the chapters in this story and i really kinda liked it...so...please?