IRUKA'S POV

As I watched Kakashi leave, I took a breath for the first time in what seemed like an eternity. I'd almost asked him not to go, thank god he'd cut me off, or… I shivered slightly, though there was no way I'd admit the reason behind the shiver to another soul. I could barely admit it to myself. I heard the front door click softly behind him and I knew he that was properly gone; then and I felt heat colouring my cheeks all too suddenly as I blushed scarlet.

Kakashi had kissed me…

His tongue had slipped into my mouth and his hands had held me firmly in place, but not so firmly that I couldn't have moved if I had really wanted to. I had no excuse. I'd kissed him right back…And I'd enjoyed every second of it. Oh and the sight of his un masked face…he was amazingly good looking. Why hide such a face?

That grin… It was almost enough to make you surrender everything right there and then.

Or the look on his face just before he had kissed me.. I'd never seen a look so intense, let alone been on the receiving end of one. When he said he didn't care if I slapped him for it I had almost melted right there, knowing I physically couldn't turn him away from me in that moment. It was very rare to ever witness Kakashi not joking around in some way, and the seriousness of his gaze…

Another shiver stole through me. Damn it Kakashi!

Not wanting to think about it any more right then, I stood, and still slightly dazed, began to clean away the soup bowls, taking them into the kitchen and scrubbing them thoroughly before placing them on the draining board. It took so much will power to keep from replaying it in my head so I took my -mild- frustration out on the washing up. With that done, I looked for something else that might need cleaning. Finding nothing in particular in need of a good scrub; I opened the fridge and began checking the dates and the freshness of its contents before wiping the shelves down… Then I mopped the already clean floor and scrubbed the inside of the oven that I had cleaned five days ago and used only twice since.

None of it helped take my mind of the White haired jonine.

Sitting on my gleaming kitchen floor, I shook my head at myself. Why did he affect me so strongly? after all I was the one to kiss him first, all that time ago. Admittedly I was pretty drunk, but that didn't change the fact that I did it. At the time my drunk brain had reasoned that I just wanted to see his face beneath the mask, as he walked me home - but I hadn't turned the light on when I pulled him through my front door. I had just yanked down his mask and kissed him.

Why I did it I'm still not sure, but I couldn't deny that I had liked that kiss as much as I liked the one earlier - maybe even more so. I had come to my senses all too suddenly when my body had reacted. I was so shocked at myself that I shoved him out of the house so fast I didn't even see his unmasked face. I still couldn't believe the way I had acted, like a horny teenager! I had always prided myself on being a nice, dependable - even predictable guy. To sexually attack a jonine when drunk…unbelievable…

Though, he had kissed me back, pulled me closer, because he was curious, or because he might actually like me? Did I like him? I always overreacted to his advances, jokey or otherwise, I thought about him when he wasn't around, worried when he went away on missions and I was happy whenever he came home...but that didn't have to mean I liked him, it just meant that I valued him as a friend, I tried to convince myself. Even as I thought it, I felt like I might not be being completely honest with myself. I sighed slightly, what I needed was a bath. To relax. Maybe some sake or grape wine to sip as I contemplated my situation. Though I had to attend school in the morning so the latter treat might have to wait until I could enjoy it more, as I didn't hold my alcohol well. The last thing I needed was a hangover, I thought, slightly amused.

I pushed myself up and headed to the bathroom. A nice relaxing bath might actually help...and I can soak my head too… I turned the taps on full and waited a little before I started to undress, enjoying the hot steam that filled the room, enveloping me as I dropped my clothes into the washing basket and slid into the tub. I turned off the taps when it was full enough and sank further into the water, propping my head at the end of the tub.

Though I tried not to let it, the memory of the kiss continued to float through my mind as I soaked in the water. It made me worry about what might happen next. What if it happened again? Should I let it, or get pretend to get mad and try to nip it in the bud? I didn't know for sure that Kakashi wasn't just messing around, even if I did like him as more than a friend... Which I didn't!

Rather than argue with myself anymore I sat up and untied my hair before lying back down to wet it. It was getting pretty long now, maybe I should cut it a little before it got too unruly. I shampooed then conditioned, and scrubbed myself clean quickly, wanting to crawl into bed nice and early - ready for tomorrow and my unruly classes. I climbed from the bath only to realise I hadn't remembered a towel.

Sighing I opened the bathroom door, not impressed when a wave of cold air hit me. I shivered, moving quickly to the cupboard where I kept the towels and grabbed two. Wrapping the larger one around my waist I started to brusquely rub my arms and stomach dry with the other. I tipped my head forward and was going to town trying to dry my hair roughly when I heard a rap at the door. Who would be making a house call at this time? Though I knew it wasn't that late, surely it was too late for a visit. Unless maybe it was something serious?

I dropped the towel by the cupboard door and walked toward the front door. Another knock sounded, though it didn't sound urgent. "Yeah I know, I'm coming!" I muttered, quickly I shoved my still wet hair back from my face and out of the way before I reached the front door.

I noticed what looked like white spiky hair through the mottled glass at the top of the door so I Plastered my best 'I'm not impressed look' on my face. I moved so that the cold wouldn't wash over me when I opened the door, gulping as I reached for the handle...

Woahh an update! D: finally! Im very very sorry its taken this long, im terrible -_-'