Kaboom

Kakashi slowly opened his eyes, blinking a couple of times while his eyes adjusted to the sunlight creeping through his blinds. He groaned softly as he lazily rolled over and onto his side. It's way too early, he groaned inwardly. Slowly he gathered his strength and pushed himself into a sitting position, leaning heavily against his headboard for support. He yawned loudly, while running his hand through his soft grey hair. Morning was the one time of day he was totally out of it. He wasn't proud of that fact, but then, everyone has their weakness. Suddenly he heard a knock on his front door.

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"Lazy.. baka.." Umino Iruka mumbled as he tapped his foot impatiently against the hard wood flooring that was in front of Kakashi's door.

The scarred teacher had asked Kakashi nicely to help him out with his students today. Giving demonstrations on what hard work as a ninja can accomplish. But now Iruka was regretting his decision to use the Copy Nin.

"Should have known the lazy ass wouldn't bother troubling himself." He mumbled as he practically pouted, waiting for the ninja on the other side of the door to awaken.

He waited... and waited.

Iruka glared and growled low in his belly at the door, and just snapped. The Chunin raised his fists to the door, and banged on it loudly.

"I HAVE PEOPLE DEPENDING ON ME DAMNIT! GET YOUR LAZY ASS OUT OF BED NOW KAKASHI HATAKE!!"

Kakashi's eyes widened as he remembered the promise he had made to Iruka yesterday evening.

"Oh, shit." Kakashi jumped out of bed and quickly wrapped a towel around his waist as he lunged for the door. "Iruka! What a surprise." He gave Iruka his cutest grin. He faked ignorance, asking, "What brings you here this morning?"

Iruka looked unamused as he crossed his arms over his chest and tapped one ninja sandal against the floor.

"Hmph." He looked down at the Copy ninjas state of dress. "You were supposed to be-"

Iruka pushed Kakashi back and stepped into the house, his face getting slightly redder as he continued to speak.

"HELPING ME THIS MORNING!!" He yelled. He looked around and grabbed the first thing he saw, which was Kakashi's famous pervert books, this one was Make Out Violence, and he whapped the jonin over then head with it.
Kakashi yelped as his prized possession hit him on the head. He reached over to grab the book from Iruka and his hastily wrapped towel slipped dangerously low. He didn't notice though, as his book was the only thing that mattered to him right now. "C'mon Iruka, give it back!" He pouted.

Iruka growled in his throat and closed his eyes in frustration. His face tinted a little pinker.

"You and your.." Iruka trailed off, breathing through his nose, a sign that he was truly mad. "ERO-NOVELS." Iruka's eyes flashed dangerously as he opened them. He tossed the book at Kakashi and turned around.

"Fine, if your books are more important, then FINE!" Iruka walked out of the apartment and slammed the door. He stopped on the other side of the door, and the angry expression fell off of his face, a look of slight sadness replacing it. He knew he was being a baby about the whole thing. But he thought that things would have changed since... then.

Kakashi cursed under his breath as he ran his hand through his hair. He bent over and picked the novel off the floor, not noticing when his towel slipped off, and stared at it for a moment before tossing it onto the table where Iruka had taken it from. He sighed and ran a hand through his hair.

“Wait.” He said quietly. Turning around, he quickly opened the door and ran after Iruka.

"Iruka, wait!" He called out, hoping he wasn't too late.

Iruka swallowed the lump in his throat and leaned back against the door. Why was he being such a baby brat about this? He was a grown man for Yondaime's sake!

"Jeez." The School teacher cursed as he ran a hand over his head. He didn't want what happened between them to... to come between them. He wanted it to go back to normal, whatever normal was for the both of them.

Fine. Stop acting like a baby, there's nothing wrong. There's no drama. No Drama you stupid Dolphin. Iruka said to himself over and over again. He ran his fingers over the scar on his face, as he always did when he was thinking. No drama.

He turned and was about to walk back into the small apartment when Kakashi bolted out of the apartment... naked as the day he was born. Iruka squeaked, and for a minute he forgot his instincts as a ninja. Kakashi came barreling out of the Apartment at full speed, and once Iruka saw the state the Scarecrow was in, all he wanted to do was push the man back into the room.

So what happened?

Iruka pushed back on Kakashi, but Kakashi ended up kicking out Iruka's legs.

Iruka lost balance.

He toppled into the apartment, ending up on the floor, underneath of the Naked Man of his Nightly Dreams. Iruka turned a new shade of crimson, and buried his face into Kakashi's neck, embarrassed, but happy about where he was. He loved how Kakashi smelled. Thick, manly, and oh so… dirty.

Kakashi placed his arms on either side of Iruka's head and looked down at him. "Forgive me?" He asked huskily. Kakashi moved lower so their noses were touching and looked deep into Iruka's dark brown eyes. He couldn't help but smile at the color of Iruka's glowing face. He groaned and moved his head closer to his companions.

"Iruka..." He mumbled as their mouths met.

Iruka gasped into the cloth covering Kakashi's mouth.

"Do you sleep with this on or something?" Iruka mumbled, not really expecting an answer. He pushed Kakashi back a bit, and yanked off the dark blue cloth that was in his way. He wrapped his long arms around Kakashi's back, feeling the wonderfully toned muscles that only came from a life time of working and training the body. Iruka moved his hand up Kakashi's silky back and into the back of his head, tangling his hands into sliver locks of rowdy hair.

The other hand travelled south, following down the spine of the Jounin's back and settling on the small of his back, right on the curve that follows to Kakashi's ass.

Iruka's cheeks were tinted pink, and his eyes were half lidded. His mouth turned up into and innocent smile as he pulled the Copy Nin down, and kissed his soft lips.

"Isn't that better?" He mumbled against Kakashi's rarely exposed chin.

Kakashi shuddered with delight. "Indeed." He winked and lowered his head to grab hold of the bottom of Iruka's ear with his teeth. He gently nibbled, as he pressed his body tight against the Chuunin. He moaned at the feel of Iruka this close to him; he needed more. He moved his hands towards Iruka's chest, and quickly began to remove the clothing that separated them.

Iruka's face was heated and the pink flush that was brought on by arousal didn't go away. He looked up at Kakashi as the copy nin as he started to pull his clothes. He let out a moan as Kakashi's soft lips played with his ear.

"Mm... Kakashi.." He whimpered as he moved his hand down and traced the wonderful curve of the nin's naked ass. And then he noticed that they were, on the floor, and the door was still wide open, and he had a naked, aroused Kakashi laying on top of him, and practically molesting him.

"Hatake-san!" He said surprised as a dark blush spread over his face.

He looked at Kakashi, panting and hovering over him with that look in his eye, that look of pure lust and want. His body tingled with anticipation.

"Let's close the door, at least.." He said as he looked away at the wall in embarrassment. He'd just admitted he wanted something from the Scarecrow! He wasn't going to live this down soon.

Kakashi rose and eyebrow and slammed the door shut with his foot. "Better?" He grinned as he ran his hands over Iruka's now bear chest. He lowered his head and began to gently suck Dolphin's nipple. He watched Iruka's face as he did this; the embarrassment of his partner was turning him on way to much. He slowly moved backwards, licking a trail to Iruka's pants, and began to tug them off, letting out a low growl as he did so.

Iruka moaned at the action of Kakashi shutting the door so hastily, and went back to pleasuring the school teacher. He buried his hands in the sliver locks of hair and tossed his head back as the blush across his face intensified as his chest was under the soft assault of Kakashi's lips and tongue.

"Kakashi!" Iruka moaned out as he writhed on the wooden floor under the experienced hands of the jonin. He felt the warm wetness of Kakashi's tongue lave a wonderful trail down his flat chest and stomach and arched off of the floor to touch more of the heated of the skin above him.

"The things you do to me 'kashi..." Iruka breathed as he lifted his hips to accommodate the older man. "Mmm..." He moaned as the cold air of the room shocked his hot legs and thighs.

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Iruka froze, his hands in Kakashi's hair. His heart stilled, and a tingly feeling spread through his system.

'Oh no... oh please no.' The School Teacher mumbled to himself. The sound? Little feet against the floor, heading this way.

The feet?

One of his students, who got too impatient.

"Kakashi! Hatake-san!" Iruka said hurriedly, curling his naked body up off the floor. "Hurry!" he said as he shook the jonin's shoulders and tried to push the older man off of him.

Kakashi cursed - this was just his luck. He slowly pulled himself away from Iruka, sighing mournfully. He grabbed his mask and put it on while running into his bathroom, hoping for something suitable to put on. Unfortunately, he had forgotten he had actually done his laundry last night, and had no clothing in here. There was no time to get anything from his dresser. Only one option remained. Sticking his head out the bathroom door he wished Iruka luck, then proceeded to lock himself in the small room. He sat on the toilet and grinned, looking forward to the following scene.

Iruka’s dark eyes widened at the jonin. “What?!” He screeched. He rolled over onto his hands and knees and scrambled to get up. He bent over and started picking up random clothes hastily.

“Iruka-sensei!” A young boy’s voice said loudly. Iruka’s head snapped up to the door, and he choked on his embarrassment in his throat.

“Gack!” He put a pair of pants on, backwards. ‘No time to fix it!’ He thought to himself.

“Iru-ka-sen-sei“ The door slowly creaked open and a small head of blue black hair poked through the opening in the door. Iruka slid his chunin vest over his dark blue long sleeved shirt just as a pair of innocent black eyes settled on him.

“What’s taking so long? The girls are getting rowdy and chasing Shikamaru around.” Sasuke said as he pushed the door open all the way and stepped into the apartment. Sasuke looked his teacher over, Iruka was flushed pink, panting, and his pants were funny… not to mention he had no socks on, and his gloves were being held in his hands.

Iruka coughed into his fist. He took a second to compose himself. Then he brought his head up and looked at the Young Uchiha.

“Sasuke I thought I told you guys to stay downstairs.” He said sternly as he set his hands on his hips.

“Sorry sensei..” The young boy said. “But I had to get away from those stupid girls, and I needed to use the bathroom.” Sasuke looked around the apartment. “Where’s Hatake-san?”