Square the circle

AN: So, here's a bonus chapter. This is for all of you who were disappointed after the chapter 8. Enjoy. Oh and you who didn't like the way everything turned out in chapter 11, I just have to say, I didn't come up any other way to give you a happy ending. Apologizing, fighting and reconciliation with making amends can bring you only so far, so I took a more absurd way out. After all love can make even the most rational men to think ridiculous thoughts and make them insecure.

Reno's_Lover: Yep. Kakashi is love's bitch.
Mademoiselle_LaCroix: At least a happy ending, eh?
trabeck: Thank you so much.
Cindy: Thank you. Glad you liked it.
j.s.: ^_^
jess: *hugs back* Thank you. I'll write more.
hina88: Thanks, I hope you like this one too.
Hello: Yeah. As I said, he is love's bitch.
FlamingDoritos: So here's the extra chapter(let) ^.^ I'm really glad that you have enjoyed reading this.

Much love for Juxtathought, who beta read this. I hope your future will be filled with sweet things.

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Iruka sank into the hot water with a sigh of relief. It had been a tough week with all the exams. He wet a small towel and put it over his face. It felt so nice and relaxing. It was late in the evening. He had convinced the keeper of the hot springs to let him come after they were officially closed. He wanted to bathe before the weekend and he wouldn't have had the time during the opening hours.

The keeper was a nice old man who knew Iruka well. Iruka was a regular visitor, and the keeper liked him. The keeper had left, making Iruka swear that he would close the place after him. The hot water caressed his tired muscles. It was quiet. Iruka thought back over the past five months. His stormy relationship with Kakashi had taken fire after the day when Iruka wanted to apologize for his kiss with Hana. Iruka still couldn't believe that he had actually kissed the woman. He didn't even like her anymore.

After that day they had had lots of steamy sex (Iruka blushed) and a few heated fights. Kakashi was still running on too many missions, but it couldn't be helped. They had talked about moving in together, getting a place of their own without any memories of past relationships. Kakashi still didn't like the photographs he kept. There had been a few absurd bursts of jealousy regarding Naruto, but not many. Kakashi had slowly come to understand that the boy was only his friend, in the normal, friendly way. Iruka smiled to himself. He really loved that jounin and his silly trains of thought.

The water was nice and hot. Iruka bent his head back and let it caress his skin. The water moved around him as he made himself more comfortable. It really was nice and quiet. Iruka yelped in fright when something touched his waist. At first, he thought it to be some kind of water creature, but as he removed the towel from his face, he saw Kakashi smirking at him.

"Damn you. You scared the hell out of me," Iruka breathed, trying to calm his palpating heart.

"You should be more aware of your surroundings. You're a chunin, after all," Kakashi said.

Kakashi's movements were graceful like a feline's. Iruka could never sense him if he decided to mask his presence. Not even in water. Oddly enough, Kakashi had taken his mask off with his clothes. The hitai-ate still hung on his forehead, covering his left eye. His wet, gray hair hung quite flat against his head. Iruka eyed his taut muscles on his chest, abs, and arms. His skin was as pale as the moonlight and streaked with scars. The beautiful jawline. The thin, ruby lips. The sight stirred him, and his cock swelled. The blood was rushing to his groin, hardening his member. The lust was probably shining on his face. Kakashi smirked again. He came closer and his hand stirred the water, making it move around, caressing Iruka's now fully erect length.

Iruka's inherent shyness took over. They were in a public place. Yes, the place was closed, and they were the only ones there, but still—it didn't have the secure feeling and privacy of his home, or Kakashi's apartment. It made him back off. Kakashi noticed the change in Iruka. He came close to him and kissed Iruka's neck softly, making his tension diminish.

"I missed you," Kakashi purred softly. Iruka turned his gaze down.

"I missed you too," Iruka replied.

It had been two weeks since Kakashi went on a mission. Two painfully long weeks. Iruka had had much to do at the academy and hadn't had much spare time, but he missed Kakashi. Especially at nights, he hated sleeping alone. Kakashi's fingers tenderly swept across his chest and down his abdomen. His lips traveled up Iruka's neck and nibbed his earlobe, biting it softly. Soon, his hand neared his erection, stirring the water, then touching it, stroking it. Iruka let out a sound of pleasure.

Kakashi sat next to him, stroking him, and with his other hand he lifted Iruka to his lap. The water carried most of his weight, and he felt like he was in zero-gravity, just floating there, moved so easily by the other. Their members touched each other. Kakashi was hard. Iruka pulled the jounin into a kiss. It was meant to be a soft, tender I've-missed-you kind of kiss, but it turned into a ravishing, hungry I-need-you-NOW kiss. Iruka gripped his wet hair and pulled him closer, wanting to get his tongue deeper into the jounin's mouth.

Iruka pushed himself against Kakashi. He wanted to feel that tight body against his own. His hands wandered down to Kakashi's nipples. They weren't as responsive as Iruka's, but by twitching them just right, Iruka could get a moan from Kakashi. Kakashi's hand stroked him slowly. Iruka could feel the probing fingers sliding down his back...down...between his buttocks...down...they found his entrance. They circled it, teasing. Iruka slid his hand on Kakashi's shaft. He moved his fingers around it, up and down, barely touching. Kakashi's eye went shut. He could see the jounin enjoying it. Kakashi bit his lower lip and breathed unevenly.

Kakashi's finger pushed against his entrance, but not hard enough to make the muscles let it in. Iruka knew Kakashi enjoyed teasing him. Making him beg for it. Iruka tightened his fingers around Kakashi's arousal and pumped it faster. Kakashi gasped and pushed with a bit more force. The tip slid in. With one swift movement, Kakashi turned them around and pulled Iruka out of the water, bending him over the edge of the spring. Iruka felt his buttocks being spread and a hot breath caressed the tender skin between them. Iruka's back arched when the wet tongue pressed against his hole. The tip slid slowly inside and pulled back. The slick tongue licked around his passage, teasing, and then pushed back in a bit further.

Kakashi's tongue thrust in as deep as it could reach. Spreading Iruka, wetting him. The sinful dirtiness aroused him. It was a bit kinky. Iruka was usually thought to be so uptight, but to speak the truth, he had always been a bit naughty when it came to these things. His dirty little secret. And Kakashi didn't seem to mind. He was so intrinsically up to anything involving sex. The tongue filled him once again and made him moan, then it was replaced with two slippery fingers. Kakashi always managed to lube him properly no matter where they were. Even here. Iruka planned to ask Kakashi where on earth he keep his lubricant 'cause it was always at hand. Iruka truly appreciated it—bare water wouldn't help much, and he would be so sore afterward otherwise.

The oily fingers slid easily in. They scissored and pushed deep inside. Soon, he was moaning, demanding more. Kakashi added a third finger and took it easier. Slowly, he got used to them thrusting in, moving, stretching him. Kakashi's firm hand was on his hip, steadying it, and caressing his lower back. He loved this tender Kakashi who so skillfully prepared him, trying his best not to hurt him. A few more gentle thrusts and he would be ready.

Kakashi took a tight grip on Iruka's hips. Iruka reached for Kakashi's erection, guiding it. Slowly, Kakashi pushed and Iruka let go. The rigid length forced its way past the tight entrance.

"Remember to breath," said Kakashi, exhaling. Iruka let his lungs empty and then drew air in. He tended to hold his breath which wasn't good, then he would stiffen his muscles and push Kakashi out. It would just hurt more. It wasn't usually this hard, but it had been over two weeks, and his butt wasn't used to it anymore. In a few days, it would be easier again. Iruka concentrated on breathing and pushed the pain out of his mind.

Carefully, Kakashi pushed in until, finally, he was fully seated. He steadied himself and waited. Iruka willed himself to relax. Then the painful movement started. Iruka panted. Little by little, his muscles stopped resisting and he began to enjoy it. Iruka pushed back to every thrust Kakashi made, driving him deeper into him. Kakashi pushed with his hips just right to find the pleasure spot inside Iruka. Iruka arched his back and lifted his hips to give Kakashi more access. Kakashi hit the right spot, and Iruka cried aloud.

White-hot pleasure flooded Iruka's head. Kakashi's hand came down to his hardness, stroking it. The pleasure hit over him in waves. Iruka rode them, letting them carry him to ecstasy. He tried to control them, willing them not to crest, to last forever. But they crashed against his mind, blowing him further with each thrust. It was like trying to control a stallion in fury or a lightning storm, you just couldn't hold it. Wave after wave, the pleasure drove him to the edge. With myriad little spasms, he came, pushing Kakashi over the edge, calling his name.

Iruka felt dehydrated from spending too long in the hot water and the heated sex. He soaked in the water, willing himself to move. He was holding Kakashi close to him. It was so nice to have him near.

"I didn't know you were bringing a friend with you," a voice came from the steam. Iruka was shocked. It was the keeper, the old man.

"I-I didn't plan to... he came later," Iruka tried to explain and turned even redder. He was red like a cooked freshwater crab.

"Next time, just let me know," the old man added.

"I will," Iruka said, embarrassed.

The old man vanished into the steam, mumbling something about young love and quite a show. Iruka wanted to just sink under the water and never come up again. The old man had heard them. He had heard him screaming Kakashi's name and maybe even seen them. He could never, ever come to these hot springs again.

Kakashi smirked at his embarrassment and kissed him gently. Iruka cursed to himself. He bet Kakashi knew the old man was there. He just loved to see Iruka all flustered.

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AN2: sris says her thanks, bows and vanishes back to wherever she came from.