KakaIru Christmas Challenge 2010
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male › Kakashi/Iruka
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Adult
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74
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1,808
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7
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Pajamas (Traditional List)
Pajamas:
Iruka rubbed his hand over his face, fingers scrubbing at the scar that crossed his nose and cheeks. “What the...” he groaned.
“You don’t hold your liqueur well.” Kakashi offered a glass of water and a couple of specially formulated medicine balls.
Sitting up, Iruka took the water and the medicine, downed them, and then sat there with his head bent for a moment. “These aren’t my pajamas...”
“No,” Kakashi agreed, only just managing to smother a laugh.
Iruka’s cheeks flushed and he looked around hesitantly. “This is your bedroom, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” It seemed a simple enough reply and Kakashi hoped it left more questions than the one it answered.
“And these?” Iruka tugged at the shirt.
“Also mine.” Kakashi flopped down on the side of the bed and stretched out.
Iruka jumped and scooted over. “What are you doing?” he squeaked.
“My bedroom. My bed. I just got up to get you a drink and some medicine,” Kakashi explained, pulling the blankets up around him and rolling onto his side, facing Iruka. “You should get more sleep yourself. We were up late last night.”
“Doing what?” Iruka’s voice pitched increasingly higher and his cheeks darkened to an incredibly bright red.
“Mah, lots of things, Sensei. You’re quite--” he paused, deliberately, “--friendly when you’re drunk.”
Iruka paled. “How did I get your pajamas on?” His voice quavered ever so slightly.
“I helped you get them on after you took your clothes off,” Kakashi chuckled, wrapping an arm around Iruka and pulling him down beside him. “Don’t worry I didn’t let you do anything I wouldn’t do.”
It might have been embarrassment, it might have been the medicine, or might have been Iruka faking but Iruka’s eyes closed and he appeared to fall asleep. His breathing and his heart rate even, an easy trick for shinobi.
Kakashi smiled and snuggled closer. Asleep or just pretending, Iruka was warm.
Iruka rubbed his hand over his face, fingers scrubbing at the scar that crossed his nose and cheeks. “What the...” he groaned.
“You don’t hold your liqueur well.” Kakashi offered a glass of water and a couple of specially formulated medicine balls.
Sitting up, Iruka took the water and the medicine, downed them, and then sat there with his head bent for a moment. “These aren’t my pajamas...”
“No,” Kakashi agreed, only just managing to smother a laugh.
Iruka’s cheeks flushed and he looked around hesitantly. “This is your bedroom, isn’t it?”
“Yes.” It seemed a simple enough reply and Kakashi hoped it left more questions than the one it answered.
“And these?” Iruka tugged at the shirt.
“Also mine.” Kakashi flopped down on the side of the bed and stretched out.
Iruka jumped and scooted over. “What are you doing?” he squeaked.
“My bedroom. My bed. I just got up to get you a drink and some medicine,” Kakashi explained, pulling the blankets up around him and rolling onto his side, facing Iruka. “You should get more sleep yourself. We were up late last night.”
“Doing what?” Iruka’s voice pitched increasingly higher and his cheeks darkened to an incredibly bright red.
“Mah, lots of things, Sensei. You’re quite--” he paused, deliberately, “--friendly when you’re drunk.”
Iruka paled. “How did I get your pajamas on?” His voice quavered ever so slightly.
“I helped you get them on after you took your clothes off,” Kakashi chuckled, wrapping an arm around Iruka and pulling him down beside him. “Don’t worry I didn’t let you do anything I wouldn’t do.”
It might have been embarrassment, it might have been the medicine, or might have been Iruka faking but Iruka’s eyes closed and he appeared to fall asleep. His breathing and his heart rate even, an easy trick for shinobi.
Kakashi smiled and snuggled closer. Asleep or just pretending, Iruka was warm.