Pakkun snickered under his breath. It wasn't everyday that one saw the Great Hatake Kakashi flustered. It also wasn't every day that it was over a Jounin like Iruka. Hmm. Jounin. It was a little difficult to think of Iruka-sensei as a Jounin due to the fact that he was used to thinking of the male as a Chuunin. However he knew that Kakashi and Iruka... how to phrase it? Both males liked the other, but they were too stubborn to actually do anything about it. Both men were waiting for the other to make the first move. Pakkun snorted under his breath. He was about ready to lock them in the same room together. At least they'd have to get to know each other. It was either that or have sex right then and there. He was actually looking forward to it. Now if only the plan would work.
A snort came from beside him. Pakkun glanced up at the male and sighed. It was Mirashima Akyioshi. The man was a serious asshole and clearly needed some attitude adjustment. "This pathetic," Iruka bristled and both Kyushi and Shioki's eyes narrowed just slightly. Kakashi had the sinking feeling that the male was biting off more than he could chew.
Akyioshi was an interesting male. He had lost his girlfriend to Sound, but that wasn't the real problem. He had fought tooth and nail for his position of Jounin, and when he had joined ANBU he had been given the position of Jaguar. But it seemed that he didn't believe that Iruka could have the position of Black Tiger. That position was legendary, supposedly the ANBU had taking over as a captain at 12... but there was no possible way for the mousy Chuunin teacher to actually be his icon. Black Tiger was the reason why he had chosen Jaguar as his mask. It was similar to Tiger, but not quite.
Iruka pursed his lips just slightly. He wasn't liking the attitude that Akyioshi was giving him, and with a frown he turned to face his uncle. "Mohu s ním bojovat?" The Mizukage's lips curled just slightly and he gave Iruka a sharp toothed smile.
"Samozřejmě. Dokažte si, můj Kremin" Iruka sniffed under his breath.
"Nejsem tvůj Kremin, ale nechám, že snímek."
"Chápu, že nejste můj Kremin, ale vím, že jste, že jste patřil k Kakashi." Iruka hissed violently and went red, but his cousins and uncle noticed that he didn't deny it. Well, that is interesting. The others in the room merely looked on in confusion. Brutally smashing the blush from his cheeks, Iruka turned his sharp glare onto Akyioshi, watching in satisfaction as the male flinched back.
"So you think I don't deserve the position?"
"Obviously. I was thinking that a Chuunin" Akyioshi stressed the title and Iruka bristled again, "would be able to spot it sooner though. Wishful thinking I guess."
"That does it." Iruka took a step forward, releasing enough KI to make the others feel uncomfortable. "You want a fight, you got one. I willsee you on the ANBU training field right now, smashed into the ground with the rest of the dirt." Kakashi's eyebrow went up. Iruka wasn't the type of person to speak like that, but it became clear when Kyushi smacked Iruka over the head, effectively knocking him out.
"Sorry about that. Shioki has a tendency to run his mouth." Akyioshi's mouth dropped. When had they switched? Almost as if he was sensing the question, Iruka smiled and pressed his finger to his lips and touched his fingers to the ground. A swirl of water surrounded them and then rushed up to the ceiling. When it receded back to the ground, Kakashi found that they were down on the ANBU training field. That... was impressive. He whistled in amazement even as Akyioshi's scowl deepened. Iruka just smirked before he stepped out into the middle of the field. Akyioshi; not one to let some Chuunin get the best of him; moved out toward the other side of the field. They circled each other for a few seconds and Akyioshi's scowled deepened by the second. He hated the smug look on that damned sensei's lips, and was determined to get rid of it. Permanently. Even if it meant planting the scrolls that he had stolen earlier in his apartment.
Yeah, if you hadn't figured it out yet, Akyioshi was a spy for Rock. It wasn't that hard for him to sneak into the village, after all they did take in refugees. It was also the fact that he was an Earth user, and there were quite a bunch of those in Konoha. It made for escaping notice a lot easier then he had originally thought. It was also the fact that he was getting paid quite a bit for these scrolls, even if he didn't have them all. Pulling his mind back towards the fight, he narrowed his eyes and lunged forward.
Iruka took a step forward and pushed off the ground, flipping over Akyioshi's attack and barely having it miss him. A soft smile graced his lips. This was what it was about. The tanned sensei enjoyed the feeling of the fight. It was the movement, the pounding of the blood in his veins. He danced to the left, dodging the kunuai that had been thrown at him. Pushing his hair out of his eyes, a small smile still crossing his lips. Akyioshi was going crazy in anger. How could that damned monster still smile like that? He was a demon! The anger continued to build, the hatred that the stupid thing could avoid him, the amazing Jaguar, like that! It was maddening and if, for a fact, that he wasn't in cohorts with Sound, he wouldn't be in this damned village at the moment. He'd be far away, back in Rock, with lots of cash.
Dashing forward he slammed his hand into Iruka's chest and ripped out his heart.
"Mohu s ním bojovat?" - May I fight him?
"Samozřejmě. Dokažte si, můj Kremin" - Of course. Prove yourself, my Kremin.
"Nejsem tvůj Kremin, ale nechám, že snímek." - I'm not your Kremin, but I'll let that slide.
"Chápu, že nejste můj Kremin, ale vím, že jste, že jste patřil k Kakashi." - I understand that you're not my Kremin, but I know that you that you belonged to Kakashi.