Chapter 2

Hey, I'm back! And this is my first chaptered story so I'm a little excited. Oh and thanks to micah.n10 for giving Iruka the sake he most definitely needs! (I couldn't afford it) Anyway, let's continue!

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Kakashi had a problem. He had a big problem. A big, brown haired, pony tailed, beautiful, scar faced problem.

Hatake Kakashi sighed. He hadn't meant to scare Iruka like that. The poor man must have nearly had a heart attack! And Kakashi didn't blame him. To anyone other than the copy-ninja it really would look like the higher ranking Nin had tried to molest the school teacher. Scaring said school teacher half to death.

Kakashi sighed again. Stupid name sake*. In fact, Kakashi decided, everything was stupid.

Especially his face. Stupid handsome face. All the girls loved him forit and all the guys hated him for that. This had been awful in his teenage years because, in a cruel twist of fate, he had wanted all the guys and NOT all the girls. But not anymore. No, now he only wanted one guy.

One man.

One specific man.

Unfortunately, said specific man now thought Kakashi was some sex crazed pervert.

Kakashi sighed once more and ran a hand through his gravity defying hair. He had been walking (well, more like pacing) in the large expanse of park located in Konoha. He now sat on a nearby bench as the events of just a few hours prior ran through his mind.

It was a fine day and Kakashi had decided to go for a walk. As usual when he went for walks he ended up at the memorial for his friend and others like him. He had spent a couple of hours there before heading back in to town for a bit of window shopping.

While he was walking along he happened to see an angel, and the object of his affections for some time now, coming out of a grocery store. Kakashi had stopped and stared. He happily lapped up the image of perfection most people knew as Iruka. Something about the man made him smile. Iruka spotted him smiling and….blushed?

'?' thought Kakashi.

"Ah, Hatake-san," said Iruka. "Is something funny or are you just having a good day?" he asked, a small smile on his face. Kakashi glanced at the bags he was carrying. The chuunin had far too many for his oneself. Kakashi saw an opportunity. He reached over and grabbed a few bags while saying, "The latter," he looked into Iruka's eyes, "Now." He finished.

Iruka blushed even harder, but probably because their hands were touching and not the fact that Kakashi's statement had an underlying message. But Kakashi didn't notice that he had grabbed the other man's hand until he tugged and the shorter man was lying on top of him.

Kakashi's head went fuzzy. Iruka, on top of him. He was so happy he forgot where he was. He started to think what that implied. Then his nether regions started to think what that implied and then, well, Iruka went bright red and sprang off Kakashi faster then Naruto sprang on ramen. And that was when Kakashi remembered he was still in public.

Iruka had started to pick up his bags but when Kakashi started to help, he abandoned all attempts and ran for it.

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Kakashi waited on the doorstep of his beloved. He had decided to bring Iruka's shopping to him and try and make amends.

Iruka opened the door and abruptly turned pink. Kakashi lifted the bags and smiled.

"You forgot these."!" He said cheerily. Iruka nodded. (He seemed incapable of speech.) He took the shopping and stared at it. Kakashi waited two minutes before coughing. Snapping back to reality he looked up.

"Ah..ah..um yes! Thank you H..Hatake-sssan." He stuttered out. "Would you like to come in for some tea?"

Kakashi's eye widened. Like to?? He'd love to! Inner-Kakashi did a little dance of joy. Outer-Kakashi nodded and said, "That would be nice, thank you." And stepped inside.

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"Please make yourself comfortable." said Iruka, bustling around like an old housewife.

'He is so cute!' thought Kakashi. Suddenly he was alone in the living room because Iruka was dottering around the kitchen making tea. Kakashi took in his surroundings. A short table sat in the middle of the room with a wide couch on either side of it. A book case stood opposite him and a window was to his left. But all that was normal. The abnormal thing that interested Kakashi was the fact that Iruka seemed to have a picture of every class he had ever taught. He got up for closer inspection. The pictures were split in two. One side showed the class' first day at the academy, as new students primed to learn the way of ninja, and the other showed the last day, graduated genins ready to start missions.

Kakashi smiled when he saw his team's class. They looked so young, in both sides of the pictures. How they had grown! Now 17 and ready for a new Chuunin exam next year.

He glanced over at a different kind of picture on the wall. It was obviously special to Iruka because he had put it in a special blue frame with bits of shell in it. The picture wasn't that flash. It was a crude coloured pencilled attempt at drawing Iruka; a light green rectangle on two grey rectangles with a brown fountain to top it all off. On the left of rectangular Iruka was a small orange blob with a yellow spiky blob on top of it. Underneath in messy writing was

'Dear Sensei

Thanks four everything. I will never fourget you.

Love Naruto.'

Kakashi's inner softy went 'awwww'. It was sweet how Naruto got the word for confused with the number four. Next to the drawing was a photo. It had the same frame as the drawing and the drawing seemed to have been based on the photo. A thirteen year old Naruto stood with his arm around Iruka, both of them beaming the sun into shadow. Kakashi lifted a finger to trace the line of Iruka's chin.

Then something went 'whump' in his pants.

He sighed. He needed to get those pockets fixed. His pants came with special pockets on the inside but he had been stupid enough to put some kunai in them and now they had rips in them. (He had also nearly lost something that was extremely important to him.) This time a scroll had fallen out. Kakashi shoved a hand down his pants to try and retrieve it, leaving his other hand on the photo of Iruka, for balance.

It was at that time that real Iruka chose to make his re-appearance. Thus catching Kakashi with his hand down his pants while fondling a picture of him. Iruka turned red as a strawberry and dropped the tea. Kakashi whirled around, trying to explain. Unfortunately, the scroll was sticking out and all Iruka saw was something long and thin pointing straight at him through the copy-nin's trousers. Iruka seemed on the edge of fainting.

"I can explain." said Kakashi, taking a step towards Iruka (hand still down pants). He went to grab the other ninja but tripped on the fallen tray. He grabbed at Iruka and dragged him down with him, somehow landing on top of him. So there he was, lying on top of a incredibly red faced Iruka, wishing he could die right there. He transported himself out of there as fast as possible.

Kakashi put his head in his hands. He had a HUGE problem.

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So there you are, how did you like it? I feel sorry for Kakashi and rather cruel because I always seem to put him in 'awkward' situations when he is with Iruka.

*Kakashi means Scarecrow