Unexpected

Hello, I am back again with yet another story about my three favourite men from the Naruto universe.
I just like them and I hope you enjoy this little story.
Again, I wrote it completely befoe uploading it, so you can read it as a whole.

If you liked it, please review. I enjoy reviews. It gives me ideas what to work on and lets me see where I can improve.

Well, I hope you enjoy :)

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Umino Iruka. The sweet teacher. The one who always smiles, no matter who is delivering his or her report. He is a favorite of the Hokage and, as far as the rumors seem to go, the best teacher they have.

Ibiki frowns and takes a sip of his black coffee. The best teacher they have. Can the man teach everything? Or can he teach anybody? Ibiki shakes his head and puts his coffee down. It is his first cup, and he always needs two to wake up completely. It is not unusual for him to be there, to stand here. There is nothing unusual going on in the Mission room at the moment.

He is just drinking his first cup of coffee. There are Shinobi who are delivering their reports and getting a new mission. The Hokage is talking loudly to every Shinobi who needs her words. And there is Umino Iruka, smiling to every Shinobi who comes near his desk.

The only thing strange thing going on, is Ibiki's need for a smile of the teacher. That can not be seen. He only feels it. And thinks about it. The need is in his head, in his stomach and in his gut. He raises the cup of coffee and brings it to his mouth, taking another sip.

Ibiki doesn't do missions. There is no need for him to deliver anything. If there is something that needs to go from his Interrogation department towards the mission room, he has enough Shinobi under him who do the job. Therefore, there is no need for him to ever come in contact with Umino-san.

Ibiki closes his eyes. Just one smile, that is all. One smile, just meant for him. Nothing more, nothing less.

He sighs and puts his empty cup down.

"Want another?"

Hatake Kakashi pushes the pot of coffee towards him. He is holding a cup of his own, empty as well. He places it down and crosses his arms.

Ibiki narrows his eyes at him. Hatake Kakashi, the Copy nin. The man is well known, famous even. He knows more than a thousand jutsu and is a reliable Shinobi. A man to be trusted.

And a man who reads porn in public.

Ibiki shakes his head. Hatake-san is holding his orange book right in front of his eyes. From time to time he glances over the top of it. Like Ibiki wouldn't notice. Where is the man looking at? The mission desk? At Umino-san?

Ibiki pours himself a second cup and raises one eyebrow. "Getting a mission?" he asks.

Hatake-san lowers the book and stares at him with his visible eye. "Maa, Ibiki, why else would I be here?" He closes his eye and cocks his head.

"Delivering a report," Ibiki says. He shrugs.

Hatake-san sighs and puts his book back in his pocket. The slough in his back disappears and he straightens his back. "I guess I should do that. I mean, what else can I do when the Head of Interrogation is watching me?" He chuckles and walks towards Umino-san's desk.

Ibiki narrows his eyes as Hatake-san reaches the teacher. Umino-san smiles widely, like with any other Shinobi. He accepts Hatake-san's paper, reads it over and frowns.

Knowing Hatake-san, the reports is a bit late. Ibiki chuckles and shakes his head. And if the report is late, Umino-san will yell at him. That yelling part is also entertaining.

"It is on time!" Umino-san looks up. His mouth is gaping and he points at the Copy nin. Every available Shinobi in the Mission Room falls silent.

Umino-san looks at Tsunade-sama, and stutters something about a Copy nin never being on time with the reports. The Hokage laughs and waves her hand, placing it on his shoulder, shaking her head.

"Maa, Iruka, I am hurt. Do you really think that low of me?" Hatake-san places his hand son his hips and looks down. "I am able to listen when somebody tells me to deliver a report." The Copy nin glances over his shoulder, directly towards Ibiki.

Ibiki's chest tightens. He brings his cup to his lips and gowns the whole drink in one go, swallowing. The Copy nin is mocking him. Ibiki doesn't do missions. He places his cup down onto the table and turns around.