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Assistant: Title: Kakairu Oneshots
        Author: FoxFire16 FoxFire16 
        Chapter: 1/20 
        Summary: Like the Bakudeku version, this will be a collection of oneshots starring Hatake Kakashi and <PRESIDIO_ANONYMIZED_PERSON> (Or Hatake Iruka, depending on the chapter) from Naruto. I may open requests at some point but with exams coming up it probably won't be until summer. That said, you are more than welcome to leave any and all ideas in the comments!! I love reading them and I'll keep them in a safe place for when my requests open. Maybe I'll even find time to write a couple for you! Explicit chapters will come later; the first is just a taste and it's after midnight on a school night so. Enjoy the book!!! I really hope you guys like this one as much as the Bakudeku one, even if this ship is a bit less popular! ~Fox<3
        Contents: Chapter 1: Fair Game
    

    


  

  
  
    
    
  Kakashi sighed, drooping. He’d just wanted to do something nice for once, having seen how Naruto was struggling so much with Hinata’s affections. The passes felt heavy in his hand.
   

  “Seriously, Kakashi-sensei, who would want to go to a place like that??? It’s for kids!” Naruto said, glaring reproachfully at him.
   

  “The carnival is a perfectly respectable place to take a first date and it’s only in town for a couple of days,” Kakashi argued, but Naruto was having none of it. 
   

  “I don’t need her 
  thinkin
  ’ I’m some little kid!” he said before running off. Kakashi shook his head. Ungrateful brat. What the hell was he supposed to do with the day passes now?
   

  “What was that all about?” came a familiar voice, and Kakashi turned to nod in greeting to Naruto’s old teacher.
   

  “Iruka-sensei,” he said, voice as warm as it ever got. He liked the teacher quite a bit; he was no pushover and unafraid to put a 
  jonin
   in their place despite his rank, and he was good with the kids, and quite beautiful besides. Almost pretty, really, with those dark eyes and long hair—not that Kakashi had ever once seen it down—and that adorable habit of scratching at the cute scar that spanned his nose, left over from the 
  Kyuubi
   attack.
   

  “Hi, Kakashi-
  san
  ,” the 
  chunin
   replied with a warm smile. “What happened with Naruto just now?”
   

  Kakashi sighed. “I bought day passes to the carnival to try and help him with a date for Hinata-
  chan
  , but he pretty 
  much
   threw it back in my face and called it childish.”
   

  Iruka frowned. “That’s rude,” he said. “I’ll be sure to talk to him later.” He set a hand on Kakashi’s arm and sent him another soft smile, this time reassuring in nature. “Don’t be sad, Kakashi-
  san
  . The carnival is a lovely place for a date. It was a great idea.”
   

  Kakashi’s brain lit up. He had two day passes that were going to go to waste. Iruka liked the carnival. He liked Iruka.
   

  “Nee, sensei, would you like to go with me instead?” he asked before he could chicken out. “I did buy these, and if they don’t get used tomorrow then they go to waste.”
   

  Iruka looked up at him with wider eyes, surprised. “You really want to take me?” he asked incredulously. “There’s no girl you’d rather spend a day with there?”
   

  Kakashi snorted. “Girls don’t catch my eye, sensei,” he said dryly. “All the ones around here are bat-sh@t crazy.”
   

  Iruka blushed a little, scratching at his scar as he ducked his head. 
  
    Cute! 
  
   

  
    “
  
  O-Okay,” he said after a moment. “Yeah, okay. It sounds fun!”
   

  Kakashi nodded with a masked smile, one Iruka saw anyway because he was observant like that. “Wonderful. I’ll pick you up at ten tomorrow?”
   

  “Oh, I’m downtown anyway; I’ll meet you at the gates,” Iruka said, offering up a bright smile. Kakashi nodded, masking his disappointment. Maybe the teacher would let him walk him home after, instead. Iruka spun around and walked away, waving over his shoulder. “See you tomorrow, Kakashi-
  san
  !” he called brightly. “I’m going to go find Naruto!”
   

   

   

  At quarter to ten the next morning, Kakashi was already lounging by the entrance to the traveling carnival, just outside the city proper. It was impressively large for such a quick-moving thing, with rollercoasters and haunted houses (apparently it didn’t matter that it was summer) and food stands and plenty of other rides and games.
   

  He’d worn casual civilian clothing; jeans and a black button-down, and of course the ever present mask and hitai-ate.
   

  “Kakashi-san!” 
   

  Kakashi turned his head towards the voice and-
   

  His jaw dropped.
   

  Iruka had dressed casually, too; he wore the tightest jeans Kakashi had ever seen in his d@mn 
  
    life, 
  
  hugging his ass 
  
    sinfully, 
  
  and a white hoodie cropped off around the bottom of his ribcage. 
  Hooooly
   f@ck. Holy 
  
    f@ck.
  
   

  
    “
  
  Iruka-sensei,” he rumbled, voice coming out an octave lower than intended. Iruka shivered lightly at the tone and a wolfish hunger filled the 
  jonin’s
   gut. He tamped it down; this wasn’t even a date, really. Iruka had made no indication that he wanted it to be so.
   

  He had also left his hair in a looser ponytail than usual, a half-do, so the shorter bits fell out and framed his face while the longer ones stayed tied back. It was softer than usual, sweeter. He was... he was 
  
    pretty, 
  
  even as a man.
   

  “Hi,” the teacher said, smiling sheepishly. He was blushing again, rocking back nervously on his heels. Was he nervous? Kakashi blinked. Oh no, that wouldn’t do at all.
   

  “Hi,” he said, smiling back. “I’ve never seen you in civilian clothes before; you look good.”
   

  “So do you,” Iruka said, eyes scanning slowly over Kakashi’s body. “Really good.”
   

  Kakashi chuckled. “Thank you, sensei,” he said, and offered his arm. “Shall we?”
   

  Iruka grinned at the silly gesture, but obligingly looped his own arm through Kakashi’s. “We shall.”
   

  Kakashi showed their passes to the collector at the gates, who gave them each a lanyard to attach the passes to. Kakashi clipped them on and 
  looped
   Iruka’s around his neck, pulling the ponytail free and flicking it playfully.
   

  To his surprise, the 
  chunin
   giggled before clapping a hand over his mouth. Kakashi blinked before gently pulling the hand down.
   

  “Cute,” he murmured.
   

  They wandered for a while, 
  picking
   up breakfast at a food cart and trying their hands at some of the games.
   

  “Try your hand at throwing kunai and win a prize!” came a voice nearby. Kakashi glanced over in interest and nudged Iruka, making him stumble a little.
   

  “See any prizes you like?” he asked Iruka, who nudged him back with a huff. 
   

  “We could make it a competition!” he said, eyes glinting with a playful spark. It was adorable, and made his already large eyes glitter in such a lovely way that Kakashi had no hope whatsoever of saying no. “Mm... anything you like?”
   

  “Nah, not really,” Kakashi said. “You pick.”
   

  Iruka scanned the booth for a moment, and then his eyes lit up. “How about the dolphin?” he asked, pointing up at the thing. It was mid-size, would comfortably fit in the backpack Kakashi had brought, and was covered in some sort of blue fluff that did look very soft.
   

  “I’ll win it for you, you win it for me?” Iruka suggested hopefully. Kakashi grinned and took the teacher’s hand, leading him over to the stall.
   

  “Your wish, my command,” he said. Iruka smiled at him.
   

  Kakashi paid for the round, testing the kunai in his hand as Iruka received his. “They're weighted,” he warned. “Careful.” He adjusted his hand to accommodate for the added weight and took aim. The kunai hit top center, the next slightly to the right within the bullseye, and the next slightly to the left. A perfect score, a dead center triangle. The man whistled as he pulled them free.
   

  “Go ahead, sensei,” he said, stepping back. Iruka looked up with large eyes. 
   

  “I’m never going to beat that,” he said incredulously. Then, he shrugged, huffing a little laugh. “But I’ll play, I suppose.”
   

  His stance was good, but the hold on his kunai wouldn’t account for the weight. Kakashi stepped in behind him, pressed up against his back, and adjusted the grip. Iruka blushed heavily, but when he threw it hit the inner ring; just not the center. His next kunai hit similarly and the third hit the outer ring. He laughed it off. “I’ve never been very good with kunai,” he admitted, letting his head fall back to look up at Kakashi. “You win, I guess.”
   

  Kakashi couldn’t help the smile as he looked up at the proprietor. “I’ll take that blue dolphin up there, please,” he said. The man handed it over with a smile. Kakashi gave it immediately to Iruka, who took it, surprise written across his features.
   

  “Oh--Kakashi-
  san
  , you don’t have to! I was mostly kidding,” he said, but he hugged the stuffy unconsciously and Kakashi grinned, petting at his hair. 
   

  “Maa, keep it, sensei,” he said. “You’re very cute. I have no use for it and I worry for its life if I keep it around with the 
  ninken
   wandering.”
   

  “Ah, good point,” Iruka said. “Okay. Thank you, then!” He grinned up at the 
  jonin
  , whose heart fluttered.
   

  “Do you want to go on a ride?” he asked, gesturing to the park behind them. Iruka hesitated, then winked. 
   

  “Are you offering?” he asked. Kakashi blinked slowly before the innuendo caught up. A cough forced its way out of his throat even as Iruka blushed and looked away. “Sorry,” he said. “Yes please. Which one?”
   

  “You pick,” Kakashi said. “I don’t have a preference.”
   

  Iruka shyly reached for the taller man’s hand, relaxing minutely when strong fingers curled round his own. “How about... that one?” he asked, pointing to a rollercoaster. Kakashi hummed an affirmative and led the teacher over that way, swinging their hands between them.
   

  “Sorry,” Iruka said. “I haven’t been on a date in a long time. And, I mean, I like you.” His blush wasn’t quite faded, but it rushed back full force with the warm look Kakashi shot him.
   

  “Relax, Iruka-sensei,” Kakashi said, squeezing his hand reassuringly. “It’s cute. Really. I like you too; I’m glad you think of this as a date. I wasn’t sure you wanted it to be.”
   

  Iruka looked up, surprise written on his features. “Of course!” he answered immediately. “I... heh, I was 
  kinda
   hoping you would ask me out, honestly.” He scratched at his scar sheepishly. “I’ve had a crush on you for about a year, now...?”
   

  Kakashi pulled Iruka into his side as they joined the line, winding an arm around his waist. “Oh, that’s so cute,” he sighed. “You should have told me, I’d have asked you out a long time ago.”
   

  Iruka beamed. “Well, we’re here now,” he said.
   

  The line moved up. They flashed their passes and stood at the entrance gate as the cars pulled up in line, and then climbed in. The operator lowered the safety bar and Iruka gulped. He was thinner than Kakashi by quite a bit, packing much less muscle, and the bar left a rather wide gap. He glanced over at his companion.
   

  Kakashi chuckled, winding an arm tightly round Iruka’s waist and pulling him into his side. “I’ve got you,” he said quietly.
   

  Iruka’s heart beat a little faster. He opened his mouth to say something, but the ride started up and he fell silent as they climbed the first hill.
   

  The drop was terrifying even for him, and he clung to Kakashi’s arm around his waist as gravity threatened to pull him clean out of his seat. Kakashi laughed and held him tighter, keeping him pressed up close on each sharp turn and drop. 
   

  “That was a terrible idea,” Iruka gasped as they stepped out of the car. Kakashi laughed.
   

  “
  You
   okay?” he asked, and the teacher nodded as he linked his hand with the jonin’s.
   

  They did a tamer rollercoaster and some more games before Kakashi spotted something. With a gentle tug, he got Iruka’s attention and pointed. “What do you think, sensei?” he asked. “Wanna give it a try?”
   

  Iruka regarded the boat ride for a moment before smiling. “Please?” he asked, those glittering eyes looking up at Kakashi like a puppy. The taller man chuckled.
   

  “I’m happy to take you,” he said. “You don’t have to pull puppy eyes on me.”
   

  Iruka grinned. “Just practicing!” he chirped with a wink. “Come on.”
   

  The boat rocked as Kakashi helped the other man in, and they sat in the back behind a married couple. When it passed into an artificial tunnel, Iruka laid his head on Kakashi’s shoulder. “This is nice,” he said quietly. “Thank you.”
   

  Kakashi turned his head to place a masked kiss on Iruka’s hair. “Thank you for coming with me,” he said. “Places like this are always better with company.”
   

  Iruka sighed happily, snuggling into Kakashi’s side. The Copy-
  nin
   wrapped his arms around him as the boat emerged, finishing the raised water track and drawing to a halt near the exit gate.
   

  After that it was lunchtime, and Iruka made a surprised and excited noise around his yakitori as they wandered, looking for a table. He waved, releasing Kakashi’s hand, at a couple sitting at another table.
   

  “Naruto! Hinata!” he called with a grin.
   

  Kakashi almost burst out laughing at the look on Naruto’s face when Hinata waved them over to sit down.
   

  “I see Hinata-
  chan
   wanted to come here after all, mm?” Kakashi teased.
   

  “What are you guys doing here?” asked the blond, two seconds away from pouting.
   

  “Well, since you turned down his gracious offer of day passes, he had two. So, he asked me on a date!” Iruka answered. Kakashi snickered as Naruto paled. 
   

  “Pervert 
  pervert
   
  pervert
   keep your filthy paws off of Iruka-sensei!” he wailed. Hinata blushed, grabbing his hand to quiet him. He settled a little, glaring daggers at Kakashi. Iruka laughed.
   

  “It’s okay, Naruto, he’s been a perfect gentleman the whole time,” he assured the blond. “He’s actually very sweet, you know. You should be nicer to him.”
   

  Kakashi hummed, content to focus on sneaking quick bites of food until he felt a warm weight against his shoulder again and glanced down to see Iruka resting his head there again. He obligingly planted another covered kiss on his hair.
   

  “
  Wh
  - how did you finish your food so fast!?” Naruto bellowed. “And why are you kissing him!?”
   

  “Because it’s a date and I’m allowed?” he replied. “And I eat fast so that you don’t see my face.”
   

  Naruto huffed sullenly. Iruka finished his food and stood from the table. “Well, it’s nice to see you two!” he said with a fond grin. “Enjoy your date!”
   

  Kakashi stood and nodded at them before taking Iruka’s hand and following him out. “Probably not a good idea to do rides right now,” he said. “Want to try that haunted house?”
   

  “Oh! Yeah, I saw that!” Iruka answered. “Kind of strange to put one up midsummer, huh? Must be really good if they really get business there.”
   

  “Or a bunch of suckers like us who don’t know if it’s good or not,” Kakashi said, amused. “Well, want to find out?”
   

  Iruka grinned devilishly. “Let’s go,” he said. 
   

  It was dark inside; Kakashi could sense the scares coming and remained stoic through the ghosts and ghouls and missing 
  nin
   actors, but it was highly amusing to watch Iruka jump and gasp. He really was so cute.
   

  Then something twinged at his nerves and he frowned before his eyes widened.
   

  “Iruka, don’t look,” he said.
   

  “Huh?”
   

  Too late. The giant fox bounded out in front of them with a roar, bl@@dy snout snarling, eyes feral and fiery. Iruka shrieked before he could stop himself, stumbling back into Kakashi’s arms. Kakashi pulled the 
  chunin
   into his chest, guiding him past the traumatic scare and out into a room full of clowns and bl@@dy weapons. 
   

  Iruka looked up with wide, wet eyes. “How did you know about that...?” he asked. Kakashi shrugged. 
   

  “I can sense them coming,” he said. “The shape of its chakra pattern tipped me off; it’s basically a hologram woven from pure chakra. Harmless, but... I knew it would get to you.”
   

  Iruka nuzzled into the hollow of Kakashi’s neck, trembling a little, and the 
  jonin
   hushed him and stroked at the skin of his spine. After a moment, the 
  chunin
   took a breath and pulled away, smiling wide with a determined air.
   

  “I am not going to let one little haunted house scare ruin our date,” he said with finality. “Let’s go?”
   

  Kakashi smiled, tucking a strand of chocolate hair behind one ear. “Let’s go,” he agreed. The rest of the haunted house was good, dolls and actors and holograms, and he listened delightedly to all of Iruka’s squeaks and gasps as things startled and frightened him around every corner.
   

  At the end, the teacher let out a loud sigh of relief and fell against Kakashi’s side, giggling. “That was really something!” he exclaimed, and Kakashi was inclined to agree.
   

  They played two more games, scooping goldfish and shooting water guns at the targets—Iruka forfeited in order to spray Kakashi, who growled at him playfully to make him giggle again.
   

  “You’re so cute,” Kakashi cooed at him, watching Iruka lick at his ice cream with a pleased air. He’d insisted he could buy it, but the teacher had been adamant that he at least get his own ice cream. Kakashi had paid for everything else and he didn’t need a sugar daddy, thank-you-very-much. That was a subject Kakashi would rather not argue, and Iruka had won the rights of paying for his own ice cream.
   

  “I am not,” he said, a complete lie. B@st@rd knew exactly how cute he was.
   

  There was a carousel, so of course Kakashi dragged him onto it. They laughed and goaded each other all the way round and when the two horses stopped, Kakshi swung Iruka down into his arms. The teacher beamed up at him.
   

  “It’s getting dark,” he noted. “Do you... want to do the 
  Ferris
   wheel...?”
   

  “Sure,” Kakashi said, releasing him to walk out into the streets. “
  Bet
   it’s pretty with the lights up.”
   

  “Ahh, right! I forgot about the lights!” Iruka pulled Kakashi along, laughing. “C’mon!”
   

  Cute. Pretty. God, Iruka was really amazing, especially in the glowing rainbow fairy light strung all the way around the contraption. He watched in wonder, eyes shining as they climbed into a car. It was quiet, just the two of them, and the summer air was warm around them.
   

  “Thank you, Kakashi,” Iruka murmured, scooting closer to lay his head against the 
  jonin’s
   shoulder. “This was... this was absolutely amazing, really. Thank you for today.”
   

  Kakashi glanced around; no cameras, no one to see. “Can I kiss you, Iruka?” he asked. Iruka let out a tiny gasp of surprise, but nodded without hesitating.
   

  “Yes,” he said, smiling. “You can.”
   

  So Kakashi pulled down his mask as they reached the apex and curled a hand round the nape of Iruka’s neck, and he kissed him.
   

  There were no fireworks; no uncontrollable butterflies, no wave of joy so intense it threatened to close his throat. It felt more like coming home after a long day, or a difficult mission. Iruka’s lips were warm, and soft against his, and he tasted like ice cream and 
  summer
  .
   

  Kakashi tilted his head, deepening the kiss as Iruka leaned into him. He pulled back half an inch to end the first kiss and then immediately dove in for a second, hesitantly licking along the seam of the 
  chunin’s
   lips; a request, not a demand.
   

  Iruka let out an enthusiastic noise and opened his mouth to allow Kakashi’s tongue to sweep through it, exploratory and sweet and slow. 
   

  When they parted, Iruka was flushed, panting, gaze lidded and dazed. He looked a little wrecked, blinking slowly up at Kakashi with red lips open and eyes dark. Kakashi growled and kissed him again, more hungrily this time, until at 
  last
   Iruka broke free and guided Kakashi’s head down to his jaw. 
   

  The Copy-
  nin
   happily latched on, sucking, biting, licking a trail down the smooth tan throat until it bloomed with purple and red, imprints of teeth lodged in the skin. He returned to Iruka’s lips then, capturing them more gently and sighing as Iruka melted into his arms.
   

  “I wasn’t sure how this would go,” the 
  chunin
   admitted. “You’re so far out of my league, and everybody in the mission room says I’m an absolute fool for daring to like you because of it, and well, you’ve never looked at anybody that way... I’m so happy, Kakashi-
  san
  .” He ducked his head into the 
  jonin’s
   chest. “I’m so happy!”
   

  Kakashi kissed the top of his head before reaffixing his mask. “I think you’re the one out of my league, sensei,” he murmured. “I’m the kind of person everyone wants to spend a night with, because I’m a s@x god and I’m strong and high ranking. They want to say they slept with me.”
   

  Iruka snorted cutely. “Someone thinks highly of himself,” he said amusedly. Kakashi shoved him, playful and light.
   

  “You, on the other hand, you’re marriage material. People like you because they can see you cooking dinner, playing with kids, humming to yourself as you mark papers at a dining table. People want to spend the rest of their life with you, so I think you are out of my league, Iruka-sensei. Not the other 
  way
   around.”
   

  The ride ended and they reclaimed their bag, and Kakashi gave Iruka his dolphin when he requested it. The teacher was adorable like that, dressed like a model with a dolphin stuffy hugged tight to his chest under colorful fair lights. 
   

  “God, you’re stunning,” he murmured, before realizing he’d said it out loud. Iruka blushed hard.
   

  “I-I-I... 
  th
  -thank you, Kakashi-
  san
  ,” he stammered. “You too... you’re really handsome. Um... and thank you for showing me your face. That part of you is handsome too.”
   

  Kakashi smiled and laced their hands again. “Thank you,” he said. “That’s sweet. You’re sweet.” Iruka yawned and the man pulled him in with an arm around his shoulders. “Let’s get you home, hmm? You look tired.”
   

  Iruka smiled. “Will you walk me home?”
   

  “Of course,” Kakashi said warmly. He kissed Iruka’s temple as the man reached up to his shoulder, lacing their hands there and offering up a smile; he passed back the dolphin and Kakashi put it away so they could walk together.
   

  A hand latched on to the back of Kakashi’s jacket and he glanced over his shoulder to see Naruto standing there, glaring at him.
   

  “Hey! Where are you going with Iruka-sensei!?” he demanded to know. Iruka gave a cross huff beside Kakashi and whirled round to knock the boy’s hand off the 
  jonin’s
   arm.
   

  “First of all, it is absolutely none of your business and incredibly rude to stop us just because you don’t like something,” he lectured. “Second, he’s walking me home, like a gentleman, because Kakashi is 
  
    very 
  
  sweet and knows how to treat a date, unlike you, dragging poor Hinata around behind you just to demand we tell you about our plans for the night. And finally, you have no say whatsoever in how I live my life, so it doesn’t matter where we were going. If Kakashi-
  san
   were about to take me to his apartment and rail me up against a wall, that is what would happen and YOU would not be a part of that decision. Go show your poor girlfriend a decent time and 
  
    stop following us around!”
  
   

  With that, he turned on his heel and grabbed Kakashi’s hand, dragging him off down the road. “Honestly!” he hissed when they were out of earshot. “That boy is just so infuriating sometimes! I mean, did you SEE Hinata-
  chan's
   face? She looked miserable!”
   

  Kakashi dragged the teacher down an alley and yanked down his mask, kissing him so forcefully he stumbled back into the wall. Iruka gasped in surprise, but kissed back just as fervently, clutching at Kakashi’s arms. The Copy-
  nin
   broke away, panting a little.
   

  “I’ve always wanted to do that after watching you with your students,” he confessed. “You are so f@ck@ng gorgeous when you’re angry, ‘Ruka. You 
  
    glow. 
  
  Your eyes get dark and they shine, your cheeks flush and your scar 
  scrunches
   up in the cutest way, and you look... beautiful. Powerful. You’re stunning.”
   

  Iruka was certainly flushed now, and anger had nothing to do with it. He looked down, tanned cheeks red and legs trembling.
   

  “I... thank you,” he said. “I wouldn’t have thought someone like you would ever think of me as powerful.”
   

  Kakashi blinked in surprise as they rejoined the trickle of people on the main street. “No?” he asked, incredulous. “But Iruka-
  kun
  , you are. Someone who knows their own worth and refuses to be intimidated by anyone... that is rare, and very powerful indeed. It’s what draws me to you the most, I think.”
   

  He caressed Iruka’s cheek and the 
  chunin
   looked up curiously. “I love this spirit in you,” Kakashi murmured. “This fire. It suits you so well, pretty baby.”
   

  Iruka’s face erupted in flames and his eyes shot wide at the nickname. He spluttered for a moment before speaking. “I-I like that!” he told the 
  jonin
  . “A lot...”
   

  “Good,” Kakashi said cheerfully. One firm hand on Iruka’s lower back brought him down a side street he recognized. 
   

  “Oh... we’re almost home,” he said, and the disappointment in his voice made Kakashi’s heart pound. He laced his 
  fingers
   with the teacher’s and leaned in to brush a light kiss to his temple.
   

  “I can always take you out again,” he murmured warmly. “I would offer to bring you to my place instead for some tea, or to fool around, but there’s school tomorrow and I have an A-rank and have to get the kids set up on their D-rank first.”
   

  Iruka smiled as they climbed the steps to his house. “Another night, perhaps,” he whispered. At the door, he hesitated. Kakashi handed him the dolphin stuffy and he hugged it tightly to his chest, burying his face in the soft blue fluff. Kakashi melted.
   

  “You’re absolutely adorable,” he crooned, pulling down his mask to kiss his date softly, once, twice, three times before folding him in a tight embrace. “Goodnight, Iruka-sensei. Thank you for 
  agreeing
   to go out with me—I had a wonderful time.”
   

  “So did I,” Iruka said, smiling up at the taller man. “Will you take me out again, Kakashi-san?”
   

  “If you’ll allow it,” the 
  jonin
   replied. He smiled when Iruka rocked up onto his toes to press a final kiss to his cheek. “How about next Friday?” he suggested. “Can take you out for dinner... set up a movie at my apartment... We can have tea and I can hold you as long as you want. Mm?”
   

  Iruka beamed at him. “It sounds wonderful, Kakashi,” he whispered. “I’d love to.”
   

  “Then I’ll pick you up here, Friday at five. Is that enough time?”
   

  “I’ll make it work,” Iruka said, grinning like an idiot. Kakashi bowed politely, kissing the back of Iruka’s hand.
   

  “I’ll see you then, sweetheart,” he hummed, and the chunin’s grin widened. 
   

  “I like pet names,” he said, drawing Kakashi close again when he rose. “Just so you know. For future reference.”
   

  Kakashi chuckled, deep and rumbling, and Iruka laid his head on the man’s chest to better hear the sound. “I’ll keep that in mind,” he murmured. “Now goodnight, sensei. I’ll be back in two days, and I’ll come visit when I return. You have my word.”
   

  Iruka rose up on tiptoes again to press a quick but deep kiss to Kakashi’s bared lips before pulling back and letting him pull his mask up again. He hugged the plushie in order to keep his hands off his date. “Be safe,” he whispered. “Be safe, and come home to me.”
   

  And as Kakashi promised, as he turned and leapt away, he couldn’t help but feel a warmth such as he had never been privy to before rising up in his chest.
   

  He couldn’t 
  
    wait 
  
  to take the little chunin out again.'
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