Thanks for the reviews, ALD and Hestia, always happy to hear what people think about the developing of the story.
This chapter contains spoilers up to vol. 11, chapter 91 of the manga and is rated NC-17 (or Adult++, as the new rating is on this site.)
Enjoy, all of you!

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The Right Way

by nayru-kleinefee


Chapter 13 –Everything Forever

“Read that again.”

“Again?!”

“Yes!”

“Whatever you want, boss.” Pakkun sighed. “For the third time: ‘Separate the white of egg from the yolk…’”

“How shall I do that?!”, Kakashi asked and stared at the egg in his hand in disbelief. “It was hard enough earlier to get all of it out without letting bits of shell fall into the batter. So how shall I separate the… the yellow and the white… stuff?”

“How should I know? I’m a dog.”

“Well, you could at least-” Kakashi frowned when a thought hit him. “Do you think I can use chakra for it?”

“Well, the book doesn’t say you can’t, but I’m not sure-”

SPLAT

“‘Splat’, boss?”, Pakkun asked innocently.

“EEEEEW!”, Kakashi exclaimed. “It exploded! And now I’ve got egg all over my hands and face!”

“Better you than me, boss”, the dog stated dryly.

“How am I supposed to do this?!”, the Copy-nin asked disbelievingly while he washed his hands, grateful that he’d let his hitai-ate over his Sharingan eye, then he frowned when another idea struck him. “Maybe… maybe we can cook the eggs first. It would be easier to separate the bits then…”

“True, boss. But how do you plan to ‘whip the white of egg afterwards until it’s frothy enough to be mixed with the batter carefully’?”, Pakkun read.

“I don’t know!” Kakashi sighed and shook his head.

“So let’s give up and just buy-”

“NO!” Kakashi shook his head vigorously. “I want to make one myself!”

“Only the best for your mate, hu?” Pakkun arched a mocking eyebrow. “And I’m using the word ‘best’ in a very loose-”

“It will be the best cake ever!”, Kakashi declared. At least if you use the words ‘best’, ‘cake’ and ‘ever’ in a very loose way.

“Sure, boss”, his nin-dog told him, grinning broadly. “The best cake you’ve ever made.”

“Right. The best cake I’ve ever-” The Copy-nin broke off to glare at the pug. “Very funny.”

“I try my very best.” Pakkun nodded, his face a picture of amused mischief. “Just like you, boss.”

“Hrn.” Kakashi glared a little longer, then turned his attention back to his mission and took another egg. “I will try it again with less chakra this time.”

“Please do it over there.” Pakkun pointed to the far end of the kitchen counter.

“Why?”

“Because I’m over here.”

“Hrn.” The Jounin glared at his nin-dog again, then carefully gathered his chakra and broke the eggshell before he used the chakra to hold the yolk inside one of the halves and let the white of egg flow into a bowl. Then he stared in disbelief at the result.

“Boss?”, he heard Pakkun ask behind him. “You’re so calm. What’s goi-”

“I did it…”, Kakashi murmured, then whirled around, a broad, proud grin spreading over his face. “I did it!”

“Congratulations, boss”, Pakkun told him dryly. “It’s an egg.”

“You’re absolutely no help.” Kakashi glared at the grinning dog, then repeated his small wonder with two more resistant egg-enemies and afterwards whipped the collected white of egg with his chakra to a froth. “Read further.”

“You didn’t mix the egg froth with the batter yet.”

“I will do it while I listen to you reading.”

“You sure you can do both at the same time?”

“YES. Now read.” The Copy-nin carefully mixed batter and froth. Did I ever say cooking was worse than ANBU? Compared to baking, cooking is B-rank, at most.

“‘Make sure that batter and froth mingle together completely, then fill the finished batter in the prepared cake tin’”, Pakkun read.

“‘kay…”

“Boss, you certainly spend too much time with him…”

“I can never spend enough time with my Iruka.” Kakashi grinned and scraped the last bit of the batter from the bowl into the cake tin.

“That’s why we are baking this… thing in his kitchen?”

“It’s not a ‘thing’, it’s a chocolate cake.”

“Definitely not yet, and I also doubt it ever will be.”

“None of your business. You won’t get any.” The Copy-nin bent down and put the filled cake tin in the oven. “Finally done”, he announced. “Now we only have to clean up and wait until my Iruka comes home from work in about two hours and-”

A key clicked softly in the lock of the front door.

“I’m off”, Pakkun announced and jumped down from the counter. “See you, boss, and tell Iruka-sensei my greetings and best wishes and such after he’s stopped yelling at y- argh!” He was cut off when his master grabbed him at the back of his neck.

“You can’t go now!”, Kakashi whispered. “We have to clean up before he comes in here. You will go out and distract him and I-”

“Oh no, I won’t”, the dog told him. “He’s your mate, remember? And this was your stupid idea.”

“Iruka’s not my mate! And it’s not a stupid idea!”

“Is too!”, Pakkun growled.

“Is not!”

“Is too!”

“Is not!”

“Is-”

“Kakashi?”, Iruka’s voice interrupted them from outside, sounding incredulous. “Is that you?”

“Yes?”, the Jounin answered hesitantly.

“You’re back?!”, Iruka shouted. “Oh Kakashi, I’m so glad!” A moment after that, the door to the kitchen opened and the Chuunin stormed in. “Are you alright? Did you see what Naruto has learned already from Jiraiya-sama? And did you train Sasuke enough? When did you… come… back… AND WHAT DID YOU DO HERE?!”

“Iruka…”, the Jounin started. “You’re home early…”

“I changed shifts with- What did you do here? There’s flour all over the floor and egg on the counter and- is that butter on the wall?”

“There was a little accident”, Kakashi tried to explain. The butter and me had an argument…

“Yes, it’s in the oven by now”, Pakkun threw in.

“Pakkun…”, Iruka greeted him and finally looked thoroughly at the duo in front of him. “How do-” He stared, his eyes wide, then he started to grin and laugh. “You- you… Look at you both! You’re totally covered in flour and egg!”

“It’s not that bad…”, Kakashi told him and pouted. It can’t be that bad…

“No. It’s worse”, Pakkun murmured.

“You’ve got eggshell on your nose!”, the Chuunin gave back before he laughed harder. “And… and Pakkun… he’s so white, he looks like a doggy grandpa!”

“‘Doggy grandpa’?! That’s it”, the dog announced and snorted indignantly. “I’m off.” He jumped from his master’s arms and was gone in a small cloud of smoke. And flour.

“I’m sorry, Iruka. I thought you would be happy…”, Kakashi murmured and peeled the shell from his nose.

“That you w-wrecked my k-kitchen?”, Iruka asked, still laughing and by now clutching his belly.

“I made a cake for you…” Or at least I tried…

“Really?” The Chuunin looked up and managed to let his laughter subside to giggles. “Where is it?”

“In the oven…” Kakashi pointed. “It’s not done yet.”

“Oh.” Iruka peeked into the oven. “Looks nice. Chocolate?”

“M-hm.” The Copy-nin nodded. “Are you happy? At least a little bit?”

“I’m more than a little bit happy that you are back”, the Chuunin told him, then walked over and wrapped his arms around his neck. “The cake is a bonus and the kitchen… well, an innocent victim.”

“I’m sorry. I’m not good at baking.”

“I know, Kakashi.” Iruka smiled. “That makes the cake even better.” He grinned. “Some day when we’ve plenty of time, I’ll show you how to bake and cook, how does that sound?”

“That’s good.” Kakashi smiled back. “Then I can cook dinner for you when you have to work late.” And you’ll be dessert.

Iruka’s grin widened and grew triumphant. “I knew it.”

“Knew what?”, Kakashi asked, frowning. That you’ll be dessert? Can you read my mind?

“That you don’t know how to cook.” The Chuunin arched an eyebrow. “I suspected it when I looked from the front door into your kitchen that day when you made the eggplants. The chaos there was a pretty good hint.”

“Oh.” The Copy-nin’s froze in shock.

“But when I made the tomato fish and the cake for you and couldn’t find kitchen knifes, cake tins, whisks and quite some stuff more…” Iruka grinned. “Well, let’s say it kind of underpinned my suspicion.”

“Are you angry now?”, Kakashi whispered and looked down to the floor in shame and anxiety. Please don’t be. I’m sorry I tried to trick you.

“No, Kakashi.” Iruka nuzzled his neck tenderly. “And I wasn’t angry back then either, else I wouldn’t have stayed for dinner or made food for you, believe me. I think it’s very sweet of you.”

“Good…” Kakashi breathed a sigh of relief and looked up slowly. “I’m sorry I tried to trick you. And I’m sorry that I soiled your kitchen and that the cake’s so bad.”

“Looks perfect if you ask me.” Iruka kissed him sweetly. “I missed you”, he whispered, then kissed him deeper. “Very much.”

“Missed you, too.” Kakashi wrapped his arms around his waist and hugged him.

“Why are you back today already? Not that I would complain, but the final trial of the exam is not until tomorrow.”

“Wanted Sasuke to sleep in his own bed the night before it. ‘s better.”

“No other reason?”, Iruka asked and smiled.

“Maybe one…” The Copy-nin kissed him. “It’s a beautiful and tricky reason, you know…”

“And very, very happy.”

“Mmh, me too.”

“How long will your cake take?”

“Mmmh…” Kakashi threw a glance into the book. “Forty to fifty minutes.”

“Much time…” Iruka grinned and bit his jaw. “What could we do while wai- Ah!”

“This?”, Kakashi asked, grinned and squeezed his buttocks again.

“Sounds good.” The Chuunin reached up, shed his hitai-ate and hair-tie and threw them through the door into the living room.

“Here?”, the Copy-nin asked, then removed his vest and Iruka’s and sent them flying along.

“I won’t let you into my other rooms when you’re dirty like that. And we have to watch the cake”, Iruka told him before he kissed him forcefully and pressed him against the kitchen wall.

“Yes”, Kakashi panted. “Watch… the… cake…” He hurriedly took off his shirt and grunted approvingly when the Chuunin did the same, then he wrapped his arms around him and pulled Iruka close against his naked chest. The Jounin moaned when he felt an already hard erection press against his through the cloth of their pants.

“Missed you”, Iruka whispered, kissed him and let his tongue slide into the Copy-nin’s mouth and out again to lick over his lips. “One month… definitely too long…”

“Definitely…”, Kakashi agreed, then slid his right hand into the Chuunin’s long hair to tangle with the strands and pulled his head closer to kiss him again demandingly.

“Kakashi…” He heard Iruka moan deep in his chest before the Chuunin broke the kiss and started licking his jaw and neck, then further down his body in slow, irregular patterns, his warm tongue causing tremors wherever it touched skin.

Kakashi watched in fascination until Iruka got down on his knees and moved his hands to open the Jounin’s pants. His eyes widened when he realised what his Chuunin was about to do. “Iruka… you don’t have to-”

“I want”, the Chuunin whispered. “I want to try… with you I want…” He let his tongue delve into the Copy-nin’s navel, slid his warm right hand into the Jounin’s pants and boxers and gripped his erection gently.

“Iruka”, Kakashi moaned and threw his head back, then started to stroke the Chuunin’s scalp gently with his right hand while he steadied himself with his left against the wall.

When he looked down to Iruka again, he saw him stroke his member, but a hesitating, unsure look showed on his face. “You don’t have to”, the Jounin whispered. “Let me do it for you, then you can decide afterwards if you liked it and want to- AH!”

“That good?”, Iruka asked, his face bright red, but he was smiling impishly up at him, then he licked the tip again.

“Oh go- Iruka!”, Kakashi shouted while he felt the Chuunin lick him again, this time from root to tip, slowly and deliberately. “Iruka, so good…”, he panted and closed his eyes.

“You should see yourself right now”, Iruka whispered, his breath ghosting over the heated, moist skin. “So gorgeous.”

“I will… see you like… this soon”, Kakashi panted, then felt the Chuunin’s mouth slowly take the tip of him in. “Iruka, that’s so good, I- AAH!” He threw his head back when a hot, slick tongue moved around the slit of his member and then thrust against it gently.

Iruka made a humming sound around him that vibrated through his entire body and almost caused his knees to give in. Kakashi moaned in pleasure when a warm hand moved up and stroked the root of his erection while the Chuunin slid his mouth further down a little and his tongue lapped at the head.

“Mmh, Iruka…”, Kakashi murmured and opened his eyes right in time to see the Chuunin start to move his head back and forth slowly, his eyes closed. The Copy-nin moaned throatily when Iruka started to suck gently and his tongue circled the head. “I… ru… ka…” He felt his hand tighten in the strands of brown hair and forced it to loosen its grip again, while at the same time he restrained himself from thrusting into the warm, wet mouth pleasuring him.

Iruka hummed, then again when the Jounin gave a strangled cry at that, and Kakashi felt him take his erection in a little further. He already saw little sparkles appear in front of his eyes and felt the heat inside him tingle, strain his muscles and drag at his nerves, and he knew he wouldn’t last long anymore.

“Iruk- Iru… ka…”, he croaked out, trying to warn the Chuunin. “Iruka… I… clo… I…” He wanted to say more, but then he suddenly felt teeth scrape over his member gently, and the sparkles exploded before his eyes, the white blinding him, while he screamed his Chuunin’s name in ecstasy and came.

“Mh!”, he heard Iruka gasp, sounding surprised, then he felt the Chuunin’s mouth let him go suddenly, and the cold air on his wet member in sharp contrast to the warmth before caused only more tremors and shivers to run through him.

“Iru… ka…”, Kakashi panted when his knees finally gave in and he slid down on the wall, his hitai-ate being pushed up and finally falling down beside him. He closed his eyes and leaned his back against the cold, rough surface. “Iruka…”

“Did… did you like it?”, he heard Iruka whisper.

“Very much.” Kakashi slowly opened his eyes and looked at the Chuunin, then took in a sharp breath, his eyes widening at the sight. Iruka’s lips were flushed, his cheeks reddened and a thin trail of semen trickled down his chin to his naked chest, more of it on his hand that wiped his wet, swollen lips.

The Copy-nin had never been more grateful to have his Sharingan eye exposed.

“Kakashi”, Iruka breathed. “What do-” He was interrupted when the Jounin suddenly pounced on him and threw him to the floor on his back, then kissed him passionately, tasting himself in the bitterness on the Chuunin’s tongue.

“Iruka”, he panted. “Iruka, you look… you…” He kissed him again, then moved his hands down to forcefully yank down the Chuunin’s pants and boxers. “You look like sex personified”, Kakashi murmured while he struggled to get the cloth over Iruka’s feet, all the time leaving his Sharingan eye wide open to take in and memorize every part, every movement of Iruka’s body and every expression of his face.

The Chuunin blushed brightly. “Kakashi, don’t say- AAH!” He threw his head back and moaned when the Jounin suddenly abandoned the cloth and instead took him into his mouth eagerly. “Oh my- Kakashi!”

Kakashi licked the head of Iruka’s erection before he tongued the slit and then moved his head up and down and let his teeth scrape over the shaft slowly and carefully, listening to the delicious moans escaping his Chuunin’s mouth. When he heard Iruka’s breath come in short, erratic gasps, he removed his mouth, replaced it with his hand and stroked gently, then moved his body up to kiss his Chuunin again.

“Kakashi”, Iruka moaned and bit his lower lip. “So good…”

“Iruka…”, Kakashi whispered while he drank in the sight. “My Iruka… so beautiful…”

“Mmmh… Don’t stop, Kakashi”, the Chuunin panted, then tilted his head and kissed him forcefully, his tongue sliding over the Copy-nin’s in a wordless demand.

“Everything, Iruka”, Kakashi murmured, the word coming out unintentionally but holding an honest promise nevertheless, before he moved his head down again and took the Chuunin back into his mouth, then started to suck gently.

“Ev… every… thing…”, Iruka forced out between gasps and moans, his voice audibly strained and his words causing Kakashi’s heart to flutter. “I… want… and… g-give… you…” He yelled when the Jounin sucked harder.

Kakashi hummed and bit his Chuunin gently. His teeth barely touched the skin, but it was enough to make Iruka lose control. He arched his back and yelled, then came into the Jounin’s mouth, his hips bucking frantically, before his body fell down to the floor again and he lay there, panting heavily and shivering.

Kakashi swallowed before he licked the still hard member before him clean, making the Chuunin hiss and shudder harder, then he moved up and lay down beside him, his arm around Iruka’s waist while he listened to his Chuunin’s irregular breathing even out slowly.

“Kakashi”, Iruka whispered after a while, still a little out of breath. “That was…”

“M-hm.” The Jounin hugged him tighter. Mine. My everything.

“I can’t believe we did it in the kitchen.” Iruka chuckled.

“I can’t believe we never did it in the kitchen before”, Kakashi gave back and grinned. “And besides, not my idea.” My naughty everything.

“I know.” The Chuunin laughed. “Naruto warned me you would rub off on me.”

“You should have complained earlier.” The Copy-nin grinned broader.

“I didn’t complain.” Iruka shifted and laid his head on the Jounin’s chest. “I enjoy every minute of it”, he said softly.

“Me too.” Kakashi rubbed his Chuunin’s naked back.

“Want to sleep here and stay with me until the last round of the exam starts tomorrow?”

“I want both, but I promised Sasuke that we would train a little tomorrow morning before the tournament starts.”

“Then he has to make sure you’re on time for it later.”

“I’ll try to be on time.” And by the way, I don’t think that they’ll disqualify the boy even if we come a little late…

“Then just sleep here?”

“Definitely.” Kakashi kissed his Chuunin’s forehead. “Will you be there tomorrow?”

“I’d like to.” Iruka sighed. “But I have classes tomorrow.”

“On the day of the tournament? How mean of the Hokage.”

Iruka chuckled. “You can call yourself lucky that I’m so content right now, else I wouldn’t let you talk like that about Sandaime-sama.”

“You mean you’re satisfied.” Kakashi leered at him. And I intend to make you feel like that quite often now that I’m back with you again.

“That too.” Iruka shifted and kissed the Copy-nin sweetly. “But that’s just physical. I’m also content”, he said softly. “And a very, very happy little Chuunin.” Iruka shivered a little. “But I start getting cold, to be honest.”

“Me too.” Kakashi smiled. “All you said, I mean.” He kissed his Chuunin. “Want to go shower and then bed?”

“M-hm. But what about your cake?” Iruka mock-glared. “And you have to clean my kitchen, too…”

“Will you help me?” Kakashi tried his best to manage a mismatched-eyed puppy look.

“Maybe.” A smile. “But let’s take a look at your cake first.”

“Oh, yes.” The Jounin tried to crane his neck enough to peek into the oven. Not exploded yet… that’s good, right?

“It can’t be done yet.” Iruka sat up and removed his pants from his feet, then looked at the oven and frowned. “That’s weird. It should have risen at least a little by now.”

“Risen?”

“Yes. Did you add enough baking powder?”

“Erm…” Kakashi bit his lower lip. “Is baking powder very important?” And what is baking powder at all?

“Yes, to make the batter rise and-” The Chuunin looked at him, then started to laugh. “Did you forget it?”

“It’s not my fault!”, the Copy-nin tried to defend himself but felt himself blush brightly. “Pakkun said it’s just another word for flour!”

“And you believed him? He’s a dog!” Iruka laughed harder. “I bet he didn’t know either what it was but didn’t want to admit it.”

“I’ll kill that damn dog dead”, Kakashi mumbled. “And then I’ll bury his body on a cat cemetery.”

“Do you know a cat cemetery in Konoha?”, the Chuunin asked and giggled.

“I’ll found one.” Kakashi pouted. Just to make sure that little traitor suffers.

“Don’t be angry.” Iruka kissed the sulking Jounin and thus effectively stopped him in doing so, then smiled. “We can eat your cake even if there’s no baking powder in it. It will just be a little firmer.”

“Hrn.” Kakashi shook his head but happily accepted another kiss.

“And if we don’t take too long, we can still shower before the cake needs to be taken out of the oven”, Iruka told him.

“But Iruka…” Kakashi leered and kissed him. “Why do you think we could take long in the shower?”

The Chuunin grinned back and blushed. “Because being content lasts much longer than being satisfied?”

“Iruka…”, Kakashi purred and took him into his arms, then laughed. “What did I do to deserve someone like you?”

“You make me happy”, Iruka told him softly, taking the question how it was also meant.

“You make me happy, too.” The Jounin kissed him sweetly. I love you.

“Let’s stay like this, Kakashi”, Iruka whispered. “Let’s stay happy together.”

“Forever?”, Kakashi asked. I want that. Forever happy together with the one I love.

“As long as ‘forever’ can last for us.”

“It will last forever”, Kakashi whispered. “You’ll see, tomorrow Sasuke and Naruto will have their tournament, and who knows? Maybe they even become Chuunin.” He kissed his Chuunin’s forehead. “And then I will come back to your home straight afterwards, and we’ll go on with being happy together forever, and nobody will be able to prevent us from being so.” And I will do my best to become stronger and braver and tell you that I love you.

“Happy together forever… I want that, Kakashi”, Iruka murmured.


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A/N:
To defend Kakashi’s honour (or what I left him of it): I guess I couldn’t bake with Pakkun in the kitchen either…
The chapter took me quite long because I couldn’t stop writing the kitchen desaster. Pakkun and Kakashi in the kitchen are just hillarious, and I missed the little pug really much. The smutty part, on the other hand, is quite short, but there’ll be more later, so I guess it’s alright with you all.

And Hestia: Can you read my mind??? The part about Kakashi confessing that he couldn't cook was planned for this chapter since about a week ago.
As for not ready for Chuunin: If I remember correctly, Kakashi was six years old then. Nobody could be ready to be sent to mission to maybe kill people at that age. But you're right, he probably wasn't really ready to become Jounin at age 13 either...
What a luck that he now has Iruka to make up for all the good things he'd missed when younger.

Nayru