This chapter is rated K+ and has no spoilers. Enjoy!

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The Right Way

by nayru-kleinefee


Chapter 8 – Minding Circumstances

“Would you like another piece of cake?”, Iruka asked and arched a mocking eyebrow. “A fourth one?”

“Hmmm…” Kakashi took a while to seriously ponder whether or not another piece of the best cake he’d ever eaten was worth risking a night with chocolate cake-induced stomach-ache. I guess I tend to ‘yes, definitely’…

“You can eat the rest tomorrow, I won’t take it away from you”, Iruka helped, grinning broadly by now.

“Then I’ll better not eat another piece of it”, Kakashi decided a little reluctantly. “It was very good, thank you for feeding me.”

“You’re welcome.” The Chuunin laughed before he collected the dishes and moved to put them into the kitchen sink. “Maybe want a glass of milk now?”, he asked through the open kitchen door while he already opened the fridge. “I brought some with me.”

“No.” The Copy-nin stood up and followed. “I want a kiss now.” He turned Iruka around gently, carefully combed through his hair with the fingers of his right hand and admired the softness of it once again, then smiled. “Do I get one?”

“Mmmh…” The Chuunin closed the fridge again, scratched his chin and obviously faked pondering. “I’m not sure, maybe we should better-” He fell silent and purred when Kakashi took him into his arms and kissed him sweetly.

“Thank you”, the Copy-nin said afterwards, smiled and nuzzled his face into his brown hair to take a deep breath. How can he smell so good? Sweet and at the same time tangy and like rain and also like sunshine… It should be illegal to smell so unbelievably good…

“I didn’t say ‘yes’ yet”, Iruka scolded him, and Kakashi could hear him faking a pout.

“That’s true. But you didn’t say ‘no’ either”, he told the Chuunin and kissed him on the side of his neck, then leaned back again and grinned.

“So you’ll take every missing of a ‘no’ as a ‘yes’?”

“I’ll take it as no ‘no’. That’s almost like a ‘yes’, except that I have to be more careful and mind the circumstances.”

“Circumstances?”, Iruka laughed.

“Yes.” Kakashi nodded. “You know, glaring, shouting, calling me a pervert and throwing sharp things at me and such.” He grinned. “Or blushing, sighing, embracing and smiling. I prefer those, you know.”

“Do tell.”

“M-hm. And purring is good, too. In fact, I’m quite sure that purring is best.” The Copy-nin frowned in faked concentration. “Or maybe sighing… or blushing?” He grinned.

“Interesting…” The Chuunin grinned back. “Want me to help you find out?”

“Perfect.” Kakashi leaned forward and kissed Iruka again. Very, very slowly he opened his mouth, then carefully let the tip of his tongue slide out and lick the Chuunin’s lips tenderly, silently asking for permission. When he heard Iruka’s breath hitch, he almost backed away again, afraid he’d gone too fast, but to his very pleasant surprise the Chuunin then parted his lips a little. Ever so slowly, Kakashi let the tip of his tongue delve in and happily licked an enticing inner upper lip, tasting a slight hint of chocolate and underneath a very addictive, very intoxicating Iruka-flavour.

“Mmmh, Kakashi”, Iruka murmured softly against his lips, then his tongue slid out slowly and licked Kakashi’s while at the same time the Chuunin placed his arms around the Jounin’s neck and drew him closer.

Kakashi accepted the invitation more than willingly and let his tongue delve slowly into the Chuunin’s warm mouth, thus drawing a dreamy sigh from him that made the Jounin shudder a little. He took a small step forward and gently pushed Iruka’s back against the kitchen wall before he tightened his hold on him, all the while caressing the Chuunin’s tongue with his own in slow, gentle, playful movements to taste as much of him as possible.

When they finally parted for air, both shinobi were slightly flushed and breathed a little harder than before but neither of them let go of the other.

“Too fast?”, Kakashi asked, still breathless and his lips tingling pleasantly. Please not, I want to do that again and again and ag-

“Not too fast”, Iruka murmured, quickly drew him back in and kissed him again. This time his tongue slid into the Jounin’s mouth, and the Copy-nin sighed in bliss.

“Fast enough?”, he asked afterwards and grinned at the beautiful sight of a flushed Chuunin before him. I guess I’ll need to do more researching to find out which is best… much more researching.

“Fast enough for now.” Iruka smiled and nuzzled his head into the crook between Kakashi’s neck and left shoulder.

“Couch?”, the Jounin offered before he kissed him on the side of his neck. “Although I like kitchen wall, too.”

“Couch.” Iruka lifted his head and tried to free himself from Kakashi’s arms to go into the living room, but the Jounin refused to let go. Iruka looked at him, smiled and arched a questioning eyebrow.

“Trapped, hu? Poor beautiful little Chuunin. But don’t worry, I’ll help you”, Kakashi told him, took a step back without letting go and turned both of them around so that Iruka’s back was directed at the door to the living room, then started walking slowly, pushing the Chuunin backwards. “See?”

“Kakashi!”, Iruka laughed. “Let me go and walk on my own before we fall.”

“Mmmh… no.” Kakashi pushed him further, out of the kitchen. “Can’t take the risk that you run away once I let you go.” I’ll never let you go again.

“I promise I won’t run away.”

“Can’t trust you.” The Jounin pushed his booty a little further back until they reached the edge of the couch, then stopped and pondered how to sit down on it without letting the Chuunin go from his arms too much. Mmmh… a mission for a genius, it seems…

“You can’t trust me? Why not?” Iruka laughed again.

“You’re a beautiful little Chuunin. Everybody knows you can’t trust them.” Kakashi grinned broadly. “They’re very crafty, you know. They’ll blush and smile and purr and kiss you and then they’ll-” He stopped himself before the next words left his mouth. ‘And then they’ll… steal your heart?’ Steal… steal my heart?

“And then they’ll do what?”, Iruka asked.

“They’ll… they’ll… vanish, and you have to deal with your wonderfully perverted thoughts alone”, Kakashi told him hastily. And I can’t risk to let you vanish from my life again. Especially if you really stole my heart. Or if I gave it to you. How can I know if that happened?

“Will you let me go if I promise not to vanish?”

“No. I’m afraid I can’t do that.” The Copy-nin shook his head. “Beautiful little Chuunin are very tricky.” They steal your heart without you noticing.

“And perverted little Jounin aren’t?”

“But sure they are.” Kakashi nodded. “They’re even worse than beautiful little Chuunin. As you see, you should better not let go of me. In fact, you really should make sure I can’t go anywhere even if I wanted to.” He swiftly turned them around until his back faced the length of the couch, then grinned, winked at the trapped Chuunin and let himself fall backwards, drawing Iruka with him.

“Kakashi!”, Iruka yelped, hastily buried his head on the Jounin’s chest and held tight, right before they hit the couch.

“Yes, Iruka?”, the Copy-nin asked innocently, enjoying the other’s comfortable, warm weight on his body immensely. Who cares if I still have my heart or not… as long as I have you…

“Nothing”, Iruka mumbled, his voice muffled from Kakashi’s shirt. “You’re impossible, you know that?”

“Tricky”, Kakashi corrected happily, then squirmed until Iruka lifted himself up a little and they could move up on the couch until their legs were on it, too.

“Tricky little Jounin.”

“Tricky, very, very happy little Jounin with a beautiful, very, very happy little Chuunin on his belly.” Said Jounin placed his arms around the Chuunin and sighed in bliss. Very, very happy indeed. With heart or without.

“Hmm.” Iruka shifted slightly, then tenderly nuzzled the skin behind Kakashi’s right ear with his nose.

“Tricky, very, very happy little Jounin like that”, Kakashi told him, grinning.

“Really?”, Iruka laughed. “And what do they like else?”

“Beautiful, very, very happy little Chuunin. Especially when they kiss them and cuddle with them.”

“I would never have guessed that”, Iruka chuckled, then lifted his head and gave Kakashi a little peck on the lips. “Like this maybe?”

“Not exactly.” The Jounin moved his left hand to the Chuunin’s neck and pulled him down, then kissed him. He let his tongue slide into Iruka’s mouth and caress his gently before he moved his right hand to slip under the back of the Chuunin’s shirt slowly.

Iruka smiled against his lips. “Tricky again?”

“Only if you let me”, Kakashi assured and stopped his hand.

“I didn’t say ‘no’.”

“I can wait for a ‘yes’.”

“I know. That’s why I didn’t say ‘no’. But what about you mind the circumstances and I’ll say ‘no’ in case you misinterpret them?”, Iruka offered, still smiling.

“Sounds good.” Kakashi kissed him again while he smiled against his lips, then let his hand travel higher up on the skin on the Chuunin’s back until he felt the slightly puckered flesh of Iruka’s huge scar.

“Mph!” Iruka squirmed suddenly and lifted himself up a little.

“I’m sorry.” The Copy-nin hastily took back his hand. “Does it still hurt?”

“No, it doesn’t.” The Chuunin shook his head and smiled reassuringly. “It’s only tickling. The skin’s still quite sensitive there.”

“Mmmh? Sensitive, hu?” Kakashi tickled the skin on Iruka’s back right above the waistband of his pants with his fingertips, then leered up at him. “And… do you have other sensitive spots?”

“Maybe.” Iruka blushed and laughed. “Do you?”

“Maybe. But I won’t tell you.”

“No? Have to find out myself then.” The Chuunin grinned and straightened up until he straddled the Copy-nin’s hips, then slipped both hands under Kakashi’s shirt. “Somewhere here maybe?”

“Mmmh, could be.” The Jounin grinned back before he closed his eyes and relished the feeling of Iruka’s warm hands stroking gently over his stomach. He purred a little when the Chuunin pushed his shirt further up and the colder air created a pleasant contrast to the warmth.

“Have to search more thoroughly then”, Iruka announced, and Kakashi felt his weight shift and then gave a surprised start when there suddenly were soft, warm lips on his chest, kissing the skin over the lowest rip bow gently.

“Oh!” He opened his eyes wide and stared at the Chuunin bent over him.

“Hm?” Iruka looked up questioningly, then frowned at the look in the Copy-nin’s face. “What is it?”

“What- You-” Kakashi blinked. “That’s… that’s quite fast.”

“Oh.” Iruka straightened up. “Too fast?”

“No!”, Kakashi assured hastily. “I was just surprised.”

“Well…” The Chuunin frowned, then blushed deeply. “I just… You know, I didn’t really think about it, it just felt right for me and so I thought I could do it and you would like it and I don’t think it’s that fast, you know, and if you don’t like it, that’s alright, I mean-” Iruka took a quick, deep breath after all the words came out in a rush, his eyes looking unsteadily at the Jounin with an unsure look in them. “I mean you don’t have to like it, but I thought you would, and that’s why I did it and if you don’t like it, I will stop it and-”

“Don’t stop, please.” Kakashi smiled reassuringly at the nervous Chuunin, trying to soothe him. “It’s perfect.” He sat up to embrace Iruka before he kissed him sweetly. “It’s perfect. Go on if you want.”

“Really?”, Iruka asked softly.

“Really. I’m sorry that I surprised you. I didn’t mean to make you stop.” Kakashi leered exaggeratedly, causing Iruka to laugh. “In fact, I wouldn’t mind to go a little further, but only if you want it, too.”

“Maybe…” Iruka smiled and kissed him before he hesitantly but firmly gripped the hem of Kakashi’s shirt with both hands. “Can we… I mean, can you…” Another blush grazed his features. “Off?”, he whispered finally.

“Instantly.” Kakashi grinned, swiftly yanked the cloth over his head and threw it away to the floor carelessly, thus revealing his naked, well-toned chest. Getting bold, hn? I like that…

“I can’t believe how pale you are”, Iruka murmured and let his hands roam over the Jounin’s upper body, his touch sending little shivers through him.

“That’s just because you’re more tanned”, Kakashi gave back. “How do you do that?”

The Chuunin looked up, then grinned impishly. “Who knows? Maybe I lie on the roof of the Hokage Tower on my free days.”

“I don’t think so.” The Copy-nin lifted his shirt a little and took a peek at Iruka’s firm stomach. “There’s no tan line as far as I can see.”

“Is that so?” Iruka leaned forward until his lips were directly beside Kakashi’s ear. “Who said that I was wearing clothes then?”, he purred, then straightened up again, blushing deeply and grinning.

“I… you…” Kakashi swallowed hard, doing his best to force the tempting image out of his head not to show the Chuunin how much he appreciated the idea and maybe scare Iruka away with that.

“You’re blushing”, Iruka told him, laughing softly.

“Is… is that true? Do you really…”, Kakashi managed to force out finally. Please say that it’s true! And then say that I can come with you the next time and- wait! He frowned. But if it’s true… then… then maybe other people could see you, too! That’s bad! Very bad! Say it’s not true!

“Maybe it’s true.” Iruka shrugged, still grinning. “Or maybe I just have darker skin and say it to make you come by the mission room more often from now on and visit me on your way down from the roof.”

“Tricky, beautiful little Chuunin.” Kakashi kissed him, coaxed the Chuunin’s tongue into his mouth, then drew Iruka back to lie on the couch above him again. “And I will come by the Hokage Tower more often from now on. Only to see you in the mission room, that is.” And maybe to search the roof for… evidence. Just to make sure that I don’t have to build a wall around it. Or to booby trap the roofs nearby and stand guard.

“I’d like that.” Iruka licked over the Jounin’s lips slowly, then kissed his way to the left ear before he nibbled at the lobe gently, effectively distracting him from his plotting.

“Mmmh”, Kakashi purred contently, slipped his left hand under the Chuunin’s shirt again and tugged at the cloth until he could feel a strip of warm skin against his belly. He sighed. This is bliss…

Iruka laughed softly, laid his head on Kakashi’s shoulder and nuzzled his face in the crook of his neck. “That’s nice”, he murmured against the Copy-nin’s skin. “Can we stay like this for a little while?”

“M-hm. I’d like that”, Kakashi told him and placed his arms around him, then closed his eyes and listened contently to their breathings.

After some minutes, when Kakashi started wondering if the Chuunin had fallen asleep, Iruka whispered, “I can’t believe this is really happening…”

“Hm?” Kakashi tilted his head a little to look at him but Iruka’s eyes were closed and his face was half hidden.

“I can’t believe we’re… like this now”, Iruka whispered.

“Why not? I like it.” Don’t you like it?

“I like it, too. But I can’t even remember when I started to see you in this way…”

“How did you use to see me then?”, Kakashi asked, then grinned. “I bet your first thought when you saw me was, ‘Look at that attractive, mysterious man over there. I can’t wait to get into his pants for I’ve never seen such a nice ass ever bef-’”

“No!”, the Chuunin laughed and lifted his head. “I didn’t think that!” He glared down at the Jounin but kept grinning.

“No?!”, Kakashi asked, faking utter surprise. “What did you think instead of it?”

“I…” Iruka laid his head back on his shoulder. “I didn’t think much about you before you started teaching Naruto. You were… you were a Jounin I didn’t know apart from seeing in the mission room sometimes. I just thought it would be nice to get to know you because you seemed to be… interesting. Different. I thought being friends with you would be fun, but apart from that I didn’t think much about you.”

“And Naruto changed that?”, the Copy-nin asked. Good boy. I should invite him to ramen tomorrow.

“M-hm. When I first heard that you would be Naruto’s Jounin instructor”, the Chuunin told him softly but didn’t look up, “I was very excited that he would have such a famous teacher, you know. I was very happy. That was, until Sandaime-sama told me that all of those chosen to become your students had fallen through your test.”

“They hadn’t been ready.”

“Hm. Probably.” Iruka sighed and nuzzled his face a little deeper into the Copy-nin’s neck. “However, after I heard this, I was angry with you.”

“Angry with me?”, Kakashi asked incredulously, then laughed softly. “You didn’t even know me apart from seeing me in the mission room from time to time.”

“I know. But I was angry because I was so sure you would let Naruto fall through, too. He was so excited back then, and I thought maybe you didn’t want students and would let him and the others fall through, no matter if they were good enough or not.”

“I didn’t want students”, the Jounin said truthfully. I didn’t want to have more people I would maybe have to mourn over some day.

“Then why did you let them pass?” Iruka lifted his head and frowned.

Kakashi shrugged. “It was surprising enough, but they passed my test. I thought the little brats wouldn’t let me worm my way out of it again once they had figured that out, so I decided to take them to avoid trouble.”

“That’s not true, is it?”, Iruka asked suspiciously.

“Sure it’s true”, Kakashi gave back, doing his best to suppress a smile that threatened to form on his face. And maybe I was a little impressed. Those three kids were the first to understand what it takes to become a team. He felt the smile tug on his lips. A tiny little bit impressed. And only maybe.

“It’s not true!”, the Chuunin laughed, bent down and gave the now grinning Jounin a small kiss.

“As you see”, Kakashi told him, “there was no need to be angry with the big, bad Copy-nin you’d never really talked to before.”

“I know. I knew it the moment Naruto came to my apartment, almost broke down my door while knocking and then told me his Kakashi-sensei would help him to become Hokage in no time.”

“That boy…” Kakashi groaned.

“And then I was happy, and I thought that you had to be a wonderful person to give Naruto the chance he deserved.”

“That’s a perfect opinion of me, and I think you should definitely reward me for being such a wonderful-”

“Until Naruto told me about the Thousand Years of Pain…”

“Oh. That…” Kakashi grinned sheepishly. “It wasn’t very forceful.” At least not if compared to what I could have done…

“Naruto told me differently. He said it hurt so much still that he had to soothe the pain with lots of ramen.”

“It can’t have been bad if ramen was a proper medicine against it”, Kakashi stated. “It would have been bad if he had ordered soup only.”

“Maybe.” Iruka laughed quietly. “He also told me you sat on Sasuke. Naruto liked that. You were his hero back then.”

“And you went back to thinking I was a wonderful person.”

“No.” The Chuunin shook his head and grinned.

“No?”

“No. I thought you were quite… eccentric, to put it in a nice way.”

“‘Eccentric’?!”

“If I wasn’t so nice, I could have said ‘weird’”, Iruka laughed.

“I’m not weird”, Kakashi grumbled but at the same time smiled, then he moved his hands to the Chuunin’s naked waist. “Take that back!”

“I didn’t say ‘weird’, I said ‘eccentric’. And I didn’t say that was a bad thing.” Iruka laughed, then squirmed when he felt the hands on his naked skin. “And if you dare to tickle me, I’m going to make you regret it”, he threatened.

“See me shaking in fear?”, Kakashi asked and trailed his fingertips over the Chuunin’s waist, barely touching the skin.

“I won’t tell you what I thought about you when I saw you for the first time after you became Naruto’s Jounin instructor.”

“Mmmh… ‘kay.” The Jounin moved his hands up again and placed them right under Iruka’s shoulder blades. “I’ll behave and be a wonderful, if eccentric, Copy-nin. Tell me.”

“I came to pick Naruto up for ramen, and he introduced us, remember?”

“M-hm.” I had to stop myself from staring at you back then. I remembered that we had met before in the mission room, but that time was totally different. I hadn’t known before that you were the person caring so much about the boy nobody else wanted, and I felt like I actually saw you for the first time then. And I couldn’t believe somebody so kind and also so beautiful really existed and moreover would ever smile like you did at somebody like me.

“I recognised you because of your mask and remembered that we had talked a few words before”, Iruka murmured. “And then I saw your… book and thought that you indeed had to be quite… eccentric. But Naruto was so fond of you. Later at Ichiraku’s he didn’t stop talking about you and what he would learn from you and how you would help him to become Hokage.” He placed his head on Kakashi’s shoulder again. “And I thought you had to be a very good person.”

“I try my very best.” To be worth your trust.

“I know.” The Chuunin chuckled. “But I still don’t know when my view of you changed into… into this… Can you remember?”

“Sometime after I started teaching Naruto and the others”, Kakashi answered evasively. The second I saw you after taking over my team, which would be two months, three weeks and five days ago. I could even tell you the hours and minutes if I could see a clock right now. But I guess you wouldn’t really like to hear it this precisely, would you? Even I think it’s kind of creepy…

“Doesn’t matter, I guess”, Iruka murmured and kissed the Jounin’s neck, then sighed and moved as if he wanted to stand up.

“Where do you think you’re going?”, Kakashi asked and moved his hands around the Chuunin’s waist to hold him in place.

“It’s late”, Iruka told him. “I have to go now.”

“No.” The Copy-nin tightened his hold on him and shook his head, pouting. I don’t want you to go now. You could stay with me like this forever.

“Yes.” Iruka laughed. “It’s really late. I have to teach tomorrow.”

“I could send Pakkun”, Kakashi offered. Would cost me some tons of steak, but hey…

“To teach thirty pre-teens how to handle sharp weapons? Including Konohamaru and his gang? I highly doubt Pakkun will ever talk to you again after that”, the Chuunin laughed, then straightened up slowly.

“I have no chance then?” Kakashi sat up and captured Iruka’s lips before the Chuunin stood up fully.

“Not today.” Iruka smoothed out his shirt, then collected his vest from a chair at the table and put it on. “Where’s my hair-tie?”

“On the counter in the kitchen.” Kakashi followed the Chuunin, approached him from behind and waited until Iruka had tied his hair up again before he embraced him. “Can I see you tomorrow evening?”

“I’m sorry, I don’t have time for you then”, Iruka told him and turned around in his arms. “I’ve got parent-teacher conferences the next two evenings, and they always last until past midnight.”

“Poor beautiful little Chuunin.” Kakashi kissed him. “Then in three days?”

“M-hm. Want to come over to my apartment?”

“Sounds good. Always wanted to see your apartment from the inside instead of-” If Kakashi hadn’t been a shinobi, he would have flinched when he heard the words come out of his mouth.

“Hm? What do you mean with that?” Iruka frowned.

“I meant… because… because I missed the last invitation to your place.” Definitely not because I’ve seen it from the outside while stal- doing stealth training and always wanted to be inside with you.

“Oh.” Iruka nodded, then smiled. “What about… mmh… six o’clock then, and I’ll cook us something?”

“Perfect.” Kakashi kissed him, then kissed him a little more.

“I have to go now”, the Chuunin protested but leaned into another kiss.

“And I have to make sure I can survive the next two days without this”, the Copy-nin told him. Because I have the slight feeling that I should stop stalking you now that you’re mine finally. Don’t want to risk that you get angry at me.

“Closet romantic”, Iruka laughed.

“M-hm.” Another kiss. Maybe I still can take a little look at you from time to time. That wouldn’t hurt, right?

“You could visit me in my classroom during my lunch break”, the Chuunin offered, smiling against Kakashi’s lips.

“But Iruka-sensei…”, Kakashi purred, then leered. “In the school?”

Iruka’s blush was brilliant.


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A/N:
Hehe… tricky, beautiful little Chuunin.
I really like the way their first ‘real’ kiss turned out. But now I have to get the picture of a naked Iruka on a rooftop in the sun out of my head to focus on the next chapter…

Nayru