Just a short little chapter while I finish re-constructing the last few chapters.

Also, again FF is being strange and the formatting is changing every time I upload a chapter to the doc manager, so it if it looks weird when posted let me know.

ONWARDS! TO FLUFF!

Kakashi was the first to wake up, eyes squinting at the bright lighting from the ceiling. He untangled himself from Iruka and the blankets, scratching his hip absently as he flicked the lights off, throwing the room into darkness. Kakashi smiled at the convenience of blackout curtains and rolled back into bed. It was Saturday, and he planned to spend as much of it in bed with Iruka as possible. He yawned as he reached around Iruka, gently pulling the still sleeping man towards him. Iruka seemed to be a deep sleeper, not waking with the movement.

They did indeed spend most of the day in bed. When Iruka woke they spent a good amount of time kissing and touching, enjoying each other's company in the darkness of the room. Begrudgingly Kakashi allowed Iruka to leave the room to make breakfast, a simple bowl of cereal which he brought to the bedroom, balancing a second bowl for Kakashi on his arm as he flicked on the light switch.

They shared a giggle at the absurdity of the situation, eating cereal in bed, naked, well into the afternoon. They stacked the bowls on the side table and went back to snuggling, both lying on their backs as they talked. Both men would have assured that the conversation was indeed important, but couldn't really explain what they had talked about. They just spoke about whatever came to mind and it was glorious.

Eventually they dressed and went out to make lunch, grilled cheese, because Kakashi was too busy kissing and touching Iruka, making the other man blush in embarrassment and frustration to focus on food for very long. The jounin managed not to burn the grilled cheese, making sure to flip the sandwich to grill them to perfection.

It left Iruka to lean against the kitchen wall, wondering what they would be like once their 'honeymoon' period was over. But Iruka dismissed the thought, realizing that this was just Kakashi's childish personality and Iruka would likely be subjected to mornings like this for the rest of his life.

The rest of his life? Was that how he saw his relationship with Kakashi? Not just a short term experiment, but a long term lover? He watched Kakashi as he inspected the grilled cheese for the last time, practically flinging the sandwiched onto plates, turning around and smiling at Iruka, holding the plates up in triumph. He placed them on the table, frowning as he realized there was only one chair. His lips pursed for a moment, eyes suddenly lighting up as he walked to the closet in the hall and produced a folding chair. He set it down at the table, taking a seat and gesturing for Iruka to sit on the one opposite.

Iruka smiled back, he was grinning like an idiot, clearly so proud of himself for fixing everything for their lunch. Maybe Iruka wouldn't mind having this for the rest of his life. Forever with Kakashi.

The rest of the day was spent in bed, Kakashi picking a new 'mostly plot' book for Iruka, and the two men sat side by side, relaxed in the bed, reading smut.

"This is probably the most normal I have ever felt in my whole life." Iruka admitted, looking towards Kakashi who raised an eyebrow in question.

"Even though it's definitely not normal. It's not normal for you to want to date someone, it's not normal for me to want to be with another man, it's not normal for a deadly killer and a school teacher to be sitting in bed reading smut. But I feel like this is totally ok. It's alright and it's great and it's safe. And I don't regret what I said last night because I'm pretty sure I'm in love with you Kakashi."

Kakashi put his book down, turning slowly to Iruka and taking his book as well. Then he pounced, leaning over and pressing his lips to Iruka's.

He pulled away, hand caressing Iruka's cheek as he looked over Iruka's kiss flushed face. "When you know for sure, make sure you let me in on it, alright?"

Iruka smirked, placing a chaste kiss on Kakashi's lips before nodding.

Iruka sighed to himself as he filled his watering can. He'd convinced Kakashi to let him go home tonight, using excuses of needing to water plants and go grocery shopping. Both were true, but mostly he wanted time to think, to be alone and process what was happening between him and Kakashi. To come to terms with what it meant.

Iruka had not only agreed, but put out the offer, to date another man. He had a boyfriend. He wanted to be in a relationship with another man. He'd had various kinds of sexual relations with a man. And he'd enjoyed all of them. But Iruka validated it all by reminding himself it wasn't just any man. It was Kakashi. There was no other man like him. None that could have mood swings like Kakashi, none with his sarcasm and wit, none with his dedication and skill. There wasn't another person like Kakashi in the entire world.

And he was Iruka's. Kakashi wanted Iruka just as much, and probably more, than he wanted Kakashi. The fact that Kakashi was a man was almost insignificant when you looked at what else Kakashi was. But it still resonated with Iruka, not being able to escape the thought he'd been pushing out of his head since this all began.

If he was in love with Kakashi, he was gay.

He didn't know why it bothered him so much. Kakashi seemed perfectly at home with the fact that he wanted another man. But it scared Iruka. The very idea and notion scared him, but was clear as crystal in front of him.

Iruka gasped as he realized he'd zoned out, the watering can over flowing in the sink as he turned off the taps. He watered his plants in deep thought, the same idea's running through his head over and over. He thought of the things people would say, sure Gai seemed mildly supportive of it, but he was probably one of the most open minded people in the village. What would Kakashi's friends say. What would Naruto think. How would the parents at the academy react.

Iruka's mind spiraled out of control, his thoughts taking turn after turn in the worst direction, making Iruka dizzy with the implications of it all. Try as he might, Iruka did not sleep that night.

Well Shit...

-Majestic Moose Out-