KakaIru Christmas Challenge 2010
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male › Kakashi/Iruka
Rating:
Adult
Chapters:
74
Views:
1,318
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7
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Currently Reading:
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Baking (Traditional List)
Baking:
“What smells so good?” Iruka rubbed his eyes and leaned against the open bedroom door.
Kakashi set the plates down on the table then got the cups set out. “Breakfast and cookies.” He walked back over to the oven, slipped on the oven mitts, and pulled a sheet pan out, carefully removing the cookies before adding more balls of dough to it.
“You’re baking cookies?” The tone held a definite note of surprise and Iruka walked over and picked one of the cookies up. “Why are you making cookies?” He took a bite.
Shoving the pan back in the oven, Kakashi pulled the other out and carried it over. “What? You don’t like cookies? I thought you did.” He set the pan down on a towel.
“I like cookies just fine but...” Iruka rubbed his thumb and forefinger across the scar on his nose, pinching the bridge. “You made me breakfast?” He looked between the table and Kakashi. “And where’s your mask?”
“It seemed kind of pointless after last night.” Kakashi grabbed a spatula then pushed Iruka over to the table. “And, of course, I made you breakfast. What did you expect? For me to throw you out the door when I think half of your clothes are still in the mission room?”
Iruka’s cheeks flushed. “No. I guess not.” He sat down on one of the cushions. “Did we really?”
Kakashi frowned and sat down across from Iruka. “You didn’t have a problem with kissing me, but sleeping with me you have a problem with? Unless your drunk of course.”
“NO!” His cheeks turned a brighter red, the color crawling down his neck. “It’s just- I don’t remember and I was drunk.”
“Well it’s a good thing I made the cookies then.” He relaxed and dished out food to both of them.
Iruka looked up at him and blinked. “Huh?”
Kakashi’s lips tugged to one side in an obvious smirk. “You can use them to bribe your coworkers when you’re late.” Because, there was no way Iruka was going to get anywhere anytime soon.
“What smells so good?” Iruka rubbed his eyes and leaned against the open bedroom door.
Kakashi set the plates down on the table then got the cups set out. “Breakfast and cookies.” He walked back over to the oven, slipped on the oven mitts, and pulled a sheet pan out, carefully removing the cookies before adding more balls of dough to it.
“You’re baking cookies?” The tone held a definite note of surprise and Iruka walked over and picked one of the cookies up. “Why are you making cookies?” He took a bite.
Shoving the pan back in the oven, Kakashi pulled the other out and carried it over. “What? You don’t like cookies? I thought you did.” He set the pan down on a towel.
“I like cookies just fine but...” Iruka rubbed his thumb and forefinger across the scar on his nose, pinching the bridge. “You made me breakfast?” He looked between the table and Kakashi. “And where’s your mask?”
“It seemed kind of pointless after last night.” Kakashi grabbed a spatula then pushed Iruka over to the table. “And, of course, I made you breakfast. What did you expect? For me to throw you out the door when I think half of your clothes are still in the mission room?”
Iruka’s cheeks flushed. “No. I guess not.” He sat down on one of the cushions. “Did we really?”
Kakashi frowned and sat down across from Iruka. “You didn’t have a problem with kissing me, but sleeping with me you have a problem with? Unless your drunk of course.”
“NO!” His cheeks turned a brighter red, the color crawling down his neck. “It’s just- I don’t remember and I was drunk.”
“Well it’s a good thing I made the cookies then.” He relaxed and dished out food to both of them.
Iruka looked up at him and blinked. “Huh?”
Kakashi’s lips tugged to one side in an obvious smirk. “You can use them to bribe your coworkers when you’re late.” Because, there was no way Iruka was going to get anywhere anytime soon.