Iruka did not allow Kakashi to stay much longer after bluntly speaking his mind. His, at the time, very intoxicated mind.

Thinking back on it as he heaved himself out of bed the next morning, he scolded himself for being so straight forwards and tactless. But it was all behind him now.

As Kakashi left, he made sure to ravage the teacher thoroughly with a passionate kiss, disappearing into the night darkness with promises of a second date. Iruka was very much looking forwards to it, and more, if Kakashi was lucky enough.

Iruka went through his daily morning routine in a hung-over haze. While showering he thought about last night, and how much he had enjoyed being with Kakashi in a slightly more intimate setting. While washing his face he contemplated how maybe Kakashi really was a genius. He had always questioned it before, but Kakashi had taken Iruka to a place where they could be alone in an intimate setting, without making him feel intimate. While brushing his teeth he tried to recall as much of the bar as he could, noting that he had spilled some beer all over Asuma's leg, and would need to apologize. While he made his breakfast of toast and ate it, Iruka thought heavily about himself.

Did he like Kakashi in that way? Would he be ok with a homosexual relationship? On the way to the academy Iruka tried to recall any type of sexual thought he had ever had towards a man. He wasn't sure if he was relieved or disappointed that he found none. He had never really looked at another man that way. Sure he had acknowledged another men's good looks, but only to size them up. He had never even thought of the possibility of himself swinging that way.

But he did enjoy kissing Kakashi. When He thought about it, Kakashi had a desirable figure, he was thin and tall, he was smooth in his actions, his voice was deep and gruff… Iruka stopped in the middle of the path. Was he just… thinking about Kakashi in a sexual way? No. No. He was just… sizing him up. Yea.

The rowdy children of the academy abruptly pulled him from his thoughts. No time to think about personal things with a bunch of children who thought they were full fledged ninjas running around.

It was substantially harder to concentrate during his missions room shift. Iruka's mind going into over drive doing some impromptu soul searching. He almost allowed Ibiki to hand in a sub-par report written on the bark of a tree.

His mind was only released from it's whirlwind of thought when Kakashi appeared at the door, seconds after the last person left the room.

"Good evening Iruka-kun." Came the smooth voice from the door.

"Hello Kakashi-s-" Iruka paused, his hands gripping a chair needing to be pushed in.
"How are you this evening Kakashi." There. He said it. He said Kakashi without the title. It wasn't really that bad, was it?

Kakashi chuckled, walking further into the room and pushing in the chairs as Iruka locked the cabinets.

"What do you have planed for us tonight Kakashi?" Iruka grabbed his paperwork and turned towards Kakashi waving him along as he walked to the door.

"we're going out, obviously." Kakashi spoke in his usual bored voice.

"well we've 'gone out' quite a bit Kakashi, I was looking for something a little more specific." Iruka frowned walking towards the door and taking out the keys to the missions office.

"we're going to a club. To dance. And you will dance, sensei." Kakashi spoke sternly as he caught up to Iruka, the smile evident in his eyes as he finished.

"You know I don't dance Kakashi." Iruka almost whined and he pushed Kakashi from the door and locked it.

"All lies Iruka. I've seen you dance."

"Yes but I'm always drunk! And I am not getting drunk tonight. I've got a field training day with the children and I need to be as awake and in top shape as possible for that disaster."

Kakashi frowned and closed the distance, pulling Iruka towards him in a gentle hug.

"Well you'll just have to learn to dance sober then."

And learn he did. It took Iruka a few hours to warm up. The loud music thundering through the small building. The darkness and the bright strobes. The fog machine and the sweaty bodies, all moving and grinding and pushing up against each other to the beat of the music. The odd couple making out here and there. The more often than not, couple grinding up against one another, practically having sex with their clothes on. This was not where Iruka belonged.

This was Kakashi's territory, and he dominated it. Women were all over Kakashi, even after he pulled Iruka up against him and explained he had a date. But still, some women persisted. The only time they left Kakashi alone was when he was dancing with Iruka. Moving with and against the teacher, changing Iruka from innocent teacher to one of them. The wild dancing animals, moving to the beat.

And Iruka was enjoying himself, more than he was ever willing to admit out loud. He loved feeling his body loosen up and move without his direct consent, the music taking control of his body and doing with it what it pleased.

And Kakashi was pleased. He had changed his position against Iruka recently, to hide his growing problem as he danced against the brunette. No way of knowing how Iruka would react to it, at this point. Kakashi didn't want to break the mood.

Iruka was loving this, for the first time in a long time, or maybe in forever, Iruka was letting loose and not thinking. It was exactly what he needed.
"I need to use the restrooms Kashi. Don't let the women get you while I'm gone." Iruka spoke loudly into Kakashi's ear, and then, before Kakashi could grab hold of that wonderful waist, or those slim wrists, the teacher was out of his grasps, pushing his way through the crowd to the washrooms.

Kakashi wasn't sure what came over him at that moment, how he could have let his mind slip so badly, but he did. He watched Iruka work his way through the crowd, moving his body in ways Kakashi had never seen before. His body followed. Pushing through the crowd behind the tanned man, keeping his eyes on his prey.

Kakashi waited for Iruka to finish his business. He held himself back as Iruka washed his hands. Iruka turned and scowled at the empty paper towel dispenser, and Kakashi's restraint snapped. He pounced on the teacher roughly grabbing the teacher and pulling him tightly against his body.

"You're just so damn adorable Iruka." Kakashi whispered hotly into his ear.
Iruka could feel the chuckle rumble through Kakashi's chest after a strangled squeak escaped his mouth.
"Kakashi not here." Iruka tried to get out before his eyes were covered and he felt Kakashi's lips over his neck, kissing and nipping at his quickening pulse.
"Mmm, nobody's watching Ruka-kun. Don't worry." Kakashi almost purred into Iruka's ear before crushing their lips together.

At first Iruka fought back; this was not the time, nor the place for such private things to be done, but Kakashi was to good at getting what he wanted. Iruka's body unconsciously arching towards Kakashi as those hands snaked under his shirt, Kakashi's nails gently scraping down his spine and sensitive scar.
"Keep your eyes closed Ruka." Kakashi whispered hotly into Iruka's ear as his hand slid down the tan cheek.
"Kakashi, stop it." Despite his protest, Iruka kept his eyes closed, he wasn't sure if it was out of respect, or…

Iruka even tried to push Kakashi away, sealing his mouth against Kakashi's as his hand came to Iruka's chin, gently trying to open it for Kakashi's questing tongue. He had almost wriggled out of Kakashi's grasp when the silver haired man pulled out Iruka's hair tie, his body froze as Kakashi's fingers tangled in his hair, pulling gently.

Kakashi pulled away again, another deep chuckle rumbling through his chest as he let his fingers pull through Iruka's hair. He could feel the teachers body slowly relaxing against him, the brunettes struggling stopped in it's tracks as Iruka sighed.
Kakashi hummed in approval as he moved back to kiss Iruka once again. Gently this time, one arm slipping down to pull the Chunin closer, the other pulling and playing with the long hair.

Iruka couldn't help but respond. Forgetting where he was, as his mind was completely lost. He had no control over his body as his arms moved around Kakashi's neck and waist. His lips finally parting, his tongue shyly coming forwards and playing with Kakashi's, that soft, almost inaudible moan slipping out as the kiss continued.

What drove Kakashi to do what he did next, he would never be able to say. The hand wrapped around Iruka slid around to the front, caressing Iruka's side and flat stomach, before moving down. Gently, and slowly Kakashi moved his hand lower until he met his goal, his fingers ghosting over the younger mans surprising arousal.

Kakashi knew he didn't want to stop as he felt Iruka's quick intake of breath, and his fingers clenching down on his shoulder, and bunching the fabric on his back. It was sweet victory for Kakashi as Iruka gave no protest as his hand continued, gently pressing and caressing Iruka's length.

Kakashi couldn't help but feel pleased with himself as Iruka's kissing became more passionate, those hands still grasping him tightly, Iruka's hips pushing back against his hand ever so slightly.

And then the sudden horror for both men, as the world came rushing in around them. Kakashi pulling his mask up lightning speed, Iruka's eyes snapping open as they both stared at the drunk stumbling party go-er.
"Whoa. Guys. That's gross." Slurring through his teeth before stumbling to the urinal.

"Kakashi! You fucking asshole!" Iruka yelled, the hurt and horror showing in his face as he forcefully pushed Kakashi off him and bolted from the washroom.
"Iruka!" Kakashi tried to follow, to stop the man, to apologise, to say anything. But Iruka was already so far ahead of him, almost at the door of the club, moving as quickly as he could.

By the time Kakashi made it outside, Iruka was gone. No trace or hint of which way he went, or that he was even there. Even with all of Kakashi's skill, Iruka was untraceable, it was like he disappeared.

And as he stood there by himself, breathing heavily in the middle of the street, Kakashi realised something.

He really messed up.

So this chapter is once again not beta read. Please let me know you find mistakes, maybe a copy and paste into the review? I don't know, but yea, it's rough, and I apologize, good beta's are hard to come by.

Trying to keep updates going, but I don't want to post to much unbata-ed.

And the customary *fist shake* to the under agers!

Majestic Moose out.