Kakashi sighed as he flipped through TV channels. Sasuke was crawling on the floor next to him, cooing and poking random things. Kakashi dropped the remote on the couch next to him and whined.

"Iruka!"

Iruka walked in to the room with Itachi in his arms, wiping the raven's lunch from his face. "What, Kakashi?"

Kakashi pouted. "I'm bored."

"Then find something to do."

"There's nothing to do!"

"Play with Sasuke."

"Sasuke doesn't want to play."

Iruka raised an eyebrow at his boyfriend, his gaze flicking between the older man and the baby. Sasuke crawled over to the brunette and tugged his pants leg curiously. "How is this not wanting to play?"

"He doesn't!"

"I don't believe you."

"Well, you should!"

Iruka sighed and turned around to go to the boys' room. It was time for Itachi's nap.

Kakashi whined again and collapsed against the back of the couch. "I'm going to die of boredom…"

"I don't think that's possible."

Kakashi jumped when Keiko spoke, a hand against his chest. "God, woman! Warn a man before you do that!"

Keiko smirked. "Why should I? You're a shinobi. I shouldn't have to warn you."

"Shut up."

Kakashi glared at the TV screen, ignoring his cousin as she walked over to him and picked up Sasuke. She smiled at the baby and followed Iruka to the boys' room.

Kakashi was alone. How was he supposed to play with Sasuke when it was time for his nap?

Apparently Iruka secretly hated him if he wanted him to die of boredom.

/\/\

Iruka yawned as he leaned against Kakashi that night. The TV was still on, showing a commercial for fruit or something. He wasn't listening.

Itachi wandered into the room, clutching a worn teddy bear. "Daddy?"

Iruka and Kakashi both looked at him, and he pointed at Kakashi. "That Daddy."

Iruka collapsed against the side of the couch as Kakashi wormed his way out from the tangle of limbs. He heard Kakashi carry Itachi back to bed.

Several minutes later, Kakashi was back and nudging him up so that he could have his spot back.

"What did Itachi want?" he mumbled.

"Couldn't sleep," Kakashi answered. Iruka huddled further into the older man's warmth.

"What are we going to do?"

Kakashi glanced at him. "About what?"

"Itachi calls us both 'daddy.' We'll never be able to tell who's who."

"So we tell him to call one of us something else."

"Well, there are tons of possibilities…" Kakashi said. "Father, Papa, Dad…"

"That's only three."

"They're still possibilities!"

"Fine whatever. Pick one and I'll go with it…" Iruka closed his eyes as another yawn overcame him. Kakashi flipped the TV channel. Iruka fell asleep.

/\/\

Iruka woke up to sharp cries from Sasuke. He forced his heavy eyelids open, lifting his head from Kakashi's chest.

They were in Kakashi's room. The older man must have moved them at some point. Iruka stifled a yawn, scratching his head and noticing that his hair was still up.

He pulled the hair tie out and slipped it around his wrist. He carefully untangled his legs from Kakashi's, then crept out of the room to Sasuke and Itachi's.

He raised an eyebrow when he saw that Itachi was still asleep, unable to hear his brother's cries. He walked over to Sasuke's crib, picking the baby up. Sasuke smiled and poked his nose. Iruka held back a laugh and walked out to the kitchen.

"Are you hungry, Sasuke?" the brunette asked. Sasuke cooed quietly, and Iruka laughed."I'll take that as a yes."

Iruka set Sasuke in his high chair, but when the baby called him back with a screech, he had to settle for holding Sasuke on one hip while he prepared a bottle.

Kakashi startled him, and Iruka twisted around to glare at the other man. "What would you have done if I had dropped Sasuke?"

"I know you wouldn't."

"Doesn't matter. You scared the crap out of me!"

"Don't use such language around a child, Iruka." Kakashi gasped playfully.

"You read porn around an Uchiha prodigy."

"That's not the same!"

"Tell me how it's different."

Kakashi didn't answer. Iruka yawned as he propped Sasuke higher up on his hip.

"Here," Iruka said, stepping aside from his place at the counter. "You make the bottle. I'll sit at the table with Sasuke."

"Why do I have to do it?"

"There are two reasons: one, you woke up. Two: he's your kid."

"He's yours too!"

"And I have done it for the past three weeks while you holed yourself up in your room." Iruka glared at him. "I deserve a break."

Kakashi crossed his arms and scowled at the counter. Iruka smirked before remembering something.

"Oh! What did you pick?"

"Pick what?" Kakashi stared at him.

Iruka rolled his eyes. "Seriously? You're the copy nin? Am I supposed to feel safer with you in the house?"

"Shut up."

"I don't have to. Anyways, what did you pick for the whole 'daddy' situation?"

"Oh, that. I haven't picked yet."

Iruka groaned. "You are hopeless."

"Am not!"

"See? You're arguing like a child!"

"So?"

"You're twenty-three years old."

"So?"

Iruka sighed and shook his head. "Whatever."

Kakashi handed him the bottle, and Iruka carefully fed Sasuke. They watched the baby suck at it for several quiet minutes.

"How about we tell him that I'm Papa, and you're Daddy," Kakashi said finally. Iruka shrugged.

"I don't really care what I'm called, as long as it says that I am not a woman." He glared at his boyfriend. "And I know you were thinking that."

"Was not!"

"Are you sure you're not a five-year-old stuck in a twenty-year-old man's body?"

Kakashi scowled at him. "Yes, I'm sure."

"You're not acting like it."

"So?"

"See?"

Iruka stood and dropped the bottle in Kakashi hand. "There. You can wash that while I put Sasuke to bed."

"What?"

"Wash it. I've done it nearly the entire time I've been helping you."

"So?"

Iruka gave him a smile. "Revenge."

He ignored Kakashi's whine as he left the kitchen.

A/N: I decided that because school doesn't start until almost eleven today, I would write up a quick chapter and put it up for you guys. This story is really close to being done; I have an ending place and everything. Just have to get there… You guys need three more reviews! Come on! You can do it!