Disclaimer- Don't own, don't sue. :)

Alright! My first KakaIru! And I honestly think it's a PWP. Can I ever write a plot? Doubt it. How about a good ending? Nope. I had intended this to become a lemon. Honest. But with ff . net taking crack these days I'm really hesitant to post one. That's why the ending is just...blah. But there'll be one in my next story. Promise.

This was inspired by a lack of KakaIru on ff . net. Is it just me or do I keep stumbling upon the same old stories? Though you should all go read Suke-san's "Love is the Strongest Energy." That story is my strongest energy for inspiration!

Oh, and Naruto peeing has absolutely nothing to do with the story. Really.

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Uzumaki Naruto had to pee.

The seven-and-a-half bowls of ramen he had continually consumed for the past ten minutes followed by the five glasses of milk he'd used to wash it all down with was finally catching up to him.

He ran through the streets of Konoha, narrowly avoiding pedestrians who were blissfully unaware of the turmoil his bladder was putting him through, all the while grabbing the crotch of his pants and holding it tight. As if that would prevent leakage.

Naruto skidded to a halt outside of his apartment building, roughly opening the door and letting it slam loudly behind him as he dashed up the stairs. Upon reaching his home, Naruto danced from toe to toe, searching desperately for the key that would lead to relief.

He found it and slammed through his door, not bothering to close it, making a beeline for the bathroom. Seconds passed before an audible sigh was heard followed by the flushing of a toilet and the running of water.

Naruto exited the bathroom feeling much better, and lighter, and decided another trip outdoors was in order. He wiped his wet hands off on his orange pants, closed the door behind him and was off.

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In another section of Konoha, a silver-haired jounin who had a sharingan in his left eye and insisted on reading little orange books and having little dirty thoughts was doing exactly that.

Perched on his roof and finding the morning breeze quite refreshing, Kakashi closed Icha-Icha Paradise. He stood still, his head bowed, savoring the perverted voyage his mind had just gotten through taking. Kissing the orange book that had led him to have so many wonderful dreams, Kakashi stood and stretched, pocketing it.

He really should find another place to read, Kakashi mused. The view was great, the breeze was nice, and the sunshine made the whole scene come together, but it hurt to hunch over so much and public fondling really wasn't something he was into--at least not with himself. So why, exactly, had he picked this spot again? Kakashi scratched his head in thought.

Looking below, he found his answer. Kakashi smiled, his right eye arching happily as he watched Iruka walk by, heading toward the Hokage's chambers. The chuunin had one hand stuffed into his pocket, the other was holding an envelope probably full of school papers he'd spent half the night grading, and he was whistling a nameless tune.

Kakashi would have squealed in delight if he had been anyone but himself. He watched from his perch as Iruka walked out of site before heading back inside for a little self-indulgence. Masturbation seemed so much nicer after seeing a certain pony-tailed school teacher.

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Iruka sneezed.

Taking a deep breath and squaring his shoulders, the chuunin sensei opened the door, a smile automatically gracing his features. Sandaime looked up from his work and returned his smile, gesturing for him to sit down. Iruka kindly declined.

"This will only take a minute, Hokage-sama."

The old man frowned. Was it just him or did Iruka look nervous? Sandaime clasped his hands together in front of him and peered closely at the school teacher. "Everything alright, Iruka?"

Iruka opened his mouth before closing it, looking flustered and uncomfortable. The third Hokage raised an eyebrow, resting his chin on the back of his hands. Iruka gulped, deciding there was no other way to say it. "Hokage-sama?"

"Yes?"

"If I may...um. Well...why did you assign me this particular class?" Iruka questioned, handing Sandaime the folder in his hand containing his schedule for today's classes. Skimming over the papers and coming across the class that had caused his favorite chuunin so much discomfort, Sandaime resisted the urge to chuckle and instead turned it into a cough.

"Is something wrong with this assignment?" Iruka looked down at the ground, feeling flustered and uncomfortable. He nervously twiddled his thumbs, frowning. "Well Hokage-sama. Can't you...I mean, I'm sure there are much more...qualified teachers for that...particular class."

Keeping his amusement in check, Sandaime rested his chin on his hands and gave Iruka a serious look. "I picked you, Iruka-sensei, because I value your work and place great trust in you. Are you inquiring that I'm wrong in my judgment?"

Thoroughly startled, Iruka's eyes went wide and he took a step back from the Hokage's desk. "Of course n-not, Hokage-sama! I was merely saying...um....it's just..." Finding no way out of the situation, Iruka took the folder back from Sandaime. He bowed deeply, still flustered. "I'm sorry, Hokage-sama."

"It's quite alright, Iruka. Now you'd better get going. That class of yours starts soon." Iruka's face turned bright red and he stuttered out a hasty goodbye. When the door closed behind him, Sandaime let out a healthy laugh, his body shaking. When his laugh ended and he realized all the paper work still littering his desk hadn't disappeared, he frowned.

Sometimes being Hokage sucked.

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Three hours later found Iruka in the most embarrassing situation of his entire life.

After he had left the Hokage's office, he had gone immediately to his room to prepare. Anko had come in to tease him though she had helped him run over his information and get things into proper order. At two in the afternoon his students had found their way to their seats and class had begun.

"Now ah...this, class, is a...um..."

"Penis, Iruka-sensei!"

Brandishing his pointing stick and resisting the urge to shove it into his eye, Iruka smiled stiffly.

"Thank you, Kakashi-sensei."

Smiling brightly, the jounin in charge of Team Seven nodded and told Iruka it was really nothing because every guy had one and it wasn't anything to be embarrassed about, which caused the chuunin teacher to blush. Iruka shot a glare in Anko's direction, huffing silently. If he had known she was going to announce in the teacher's lounge that it was Iruka's turn this year to give the 'Sex Ed.' class he wouldn't of asked for her help in the first place.

Despite that, he hadn't really expected anyone outside of his current class to sit in, though it was open to all, but apparently he'd thought wrong. There were a handful of chuunin and jounin teachers, and a few who weren't, currently littering the back of his room. Iruka went back to teaching the class, pointing out appropriate areas when he said their names, all the while cursing each and everyone of them mentally.

They had all come to watch him suffer!

"And can anyone tell me what this is?" Iruka asked his class when he noticed the blushing faces. A part of Iruka felt great sympathy for them. He had remembered sitting in class and going through the same lecture and wondering if his face would ever go back to its normal color.

"Anyone?"

"Oh! Ohh! I know, Iruka-sensei! I know!"

Iruka felt his eye begin to twitch and he tried not to grit his teeth. Instead, he put on his most polite smile, which was actually quite scary. "Yes, Kakashi-sensei?"

Said shinobi was squirming in his seat and waving his arm in the air rapidly, smiling brightly when he was finally acknowledged. "That's a vagina!"

"That's correct, Kakashi-sensei."

His right eye turning upward, Kakashi mentally flashed a victory sign when he noticed the red on the chuunin teacher's cheeks. When he had heard Anko announce to everyone that the adorable blushing chuunin known as Iruka was giving the 'talk' to all of his students today at two and that anyone was invited to come if they wanted, Kakashi had immediately called off training today with his team.

And he wasn't the only one. Sitting in between Asuma and Kurenai with Gai, Genma, Hayate and Anko close by, Kakashi grinned. When class had began and he had seen just how flustered Iruka would get when describing certain areas of the body, he had made it his personal goal to help him. So every time Iruka would stutter or hesitate, Kakashi was there with some comment that made the chuunin's cheeks turn red.

And now the class was ending and Iruka was saying goodbye to his students. Standing up and preparing to make his leave, he caught Iruka's eye.

"Kakashi-sensei, I wonder if I could have a word with you?"

Uh oh. There was that smile again, and along with it came the 'angry-lecture' voice. Kakashi put on his most innocent-looking face. "Whatever for, Iruka-sensei?"

The angry flush that made it's way across Iruka's face said it all. Next to him, Kurenai snickered. Kakashi made his way toward Iruka.

"I must say you did a wonderful job, fair Iruka!" Taking Iruka's hands in his, Gai tossed his head back, teeth flashing. "You looked so noble and modest standing up there in front of the youth, bursting with energy! And the way your cheeks would color was most beautiful!"

Blushing at that statement and looking at the ground, Iruka smiled and thanked him for coming. After Gai did his 'Nice-Guy' pose and left in a whirlwind of smoke and leaves, Kakashi smiled teasingly. "You called, fair Iruka?"

Iruka spun on his heel, eyes flashing, and he brandished the pointing stick like a sword. The jounin instinctively took a step back. Iruka planted a hand on his hip and glared. He opened his mouth to speak but was cut off by Genma and Hayate saying their goodbyes. Ever polite, Iruka smiled and waved goodbye the them, then to Anko when she popped over and gave the chuunin a thumbs up.

Asuma nodded before he left while Kurenai decided to drape her arms across Iruka's shoulders and tell him just what a good job he did. Eyes wide and face the color of a cherry, Iruka stuttered a "t-t-thank y-you...". Winking at a glaring Kakashi and silently having at party at their reactions, Kurenai left.

"Just what did you think you were doing?" Iruka demanded when he'd finally gotten his embarrassment in check and he took a step towards Kakashi, fire in his eyes. What had the jounin been thinking when he'd joined his class today? Embarrassing him like that in front of his students and fellow teachers! Iruka tapped his foot impatiently. "Well?"

Kakashi smiled sheepishly. He raised a gloved hand and rubbed the back of his neck. How was he to answer? Because you're cute when you blush and get all flustered? Because when I say something to you I know I have your full attention? Because every time you get that look in your eye I want to touch you? Kakashi didn't think Iruka would appreciate any of those answers. So he decided to go with the intelligent approach.

"Uh..."

"You really embarrassed me today, Kakashi-sensei, and you're not leaving here until I get a straight answer from you!" Kakashi raised an eyebrow as Iruka crossed his arms. Interesting. Who'd of known the docile teacher could be so demanding? It was an incredible turn-on. Kakashi mentally berated himself. If he was going to get out of here in Iruka's good graces he'd better think of something fast. He sighed deeply, meeting Iruka's eyes. "I'm sorry, Iruka."

Said chuunin blinked, not quite expecting that, as his arms fell to his sides. Had Kakashi just...apologized? To him? Sure, he had wanted an apology, followed by an explanation, but he honestly hadn't expected one. Feeling his anger ebb and embarrassment take over, his face burned. "I-It's alright, Kakashi-sensei."

Seeing the blush, Kakashi couldn't help but reach out and place a hand on Iruka's shoulder, the other one resting against his cheek, causing the teacher to jump. Iruka looked up at the jounin with wide eyes. His cheeks turned red when he took a step closer.

"Iruka..."

It was murmured, whispered, and it made Iruka extremely uncomfortable.

"N-no harm done, K-Kakashi-sensei."

Iruka laughed nervously, awkwardly taking a step back. Kakashi followed. Didn't the man know about personal space? Iruka gulped.

Meanwhile, Kakashi was silently patting himself on the back. Finally he was on the offensive! He took another step forward when the adorable chuunin kept scooting back. Iruka jumped when his lower back bumped into his desk.

"Um...Kakashi-sensei?"

"Hmmm?" He asked, leaning in close and causing Iruka to bend over the desk backwards. Iruka's hands immediately shot out to hold himself up. Kakashi continued to caress Iruka's cheek with his thumb, brushing it over his lips and grinning as the chuunin teacher's face turned the color of a tomato. And did the man just squeak? It was all too much fun. And he really was too cute.

"W-what are you--" Warm lips encased in black cloth effectively silenced Iruka, making him freeze on the spot and giving Kakashi time to lean in closer and wrap his arms around his waist. He picked the startled chuunin up and set him on the desk, taking full advantage as he gasped. When Iruka felt the brush of tongue against tongue he began to shake.

When had the jounin taken off his mask?!

Kakashi grinned when he felt Iruka's tongue shyly seek his out, and when hesitant arms wrapped around his neck he felt like celebrating. While situating himself in between Iruka's legs, the chuunin broke the kiss, gasping for air. Deciding he liked the way Iruka looked right now--cheeks red and flushed, eyes dilated and hazy, body panting heavily-- Kakashi leaned in for another one, and Iruka leaned in to meet him, much to his delight.

This one was slow, more of a brushing of lips, a slow massage of flesh that had Kakashi pressing closer and Iruka moaning. Kakashi was the one to end it this time, turning his head to the side and swiping a tongue over Iruka's cheek. He nibbled on his earlobe, smirking at the delicious noises the teacher was making.

"Iruka."

Said chuunin whimpered as hot breath ghosted across his ear, making him shiver and cling tighter. Kakashi chuckled, trailing his lips down his neck and to the collar of his shirt. "Iruka."

"Huh...?" Iruka blinked, dazed, as Kakashi pulled aside his collar and began to suck on the junction between his shoulder and neck. What could the man possibly want at a time like this? He shook his head lightly in an attempt to clear his mind. It didn't work. How could it when he had an incredibly sexy ninja sucking on his neck and rubbing his hands all over his body? Iruka sighed as pleasure washed over him before gasping out in pain and pushing Kakashi away.

"Ow! You bit me?!"

Iruka grabbed his neck, incredulous, frowning when Kakashi chuckled. "You weren't listening." Iruka pouted.

"I said, we should take this somewhere else." Kakashi continued to kiss and lick his way up Iruka's jaw line, and he smiled when comprehension dawned in the teacher's eyes. Of course Iruka blushed, which had the jounin grinning around the piece of flesh he was currently nibbling on. "Ah...o-okay..."

In a cloud of smoke they were gone, reappearing in Kakashi's bedroom, on Kakashi's bed, the jounin on top of the chuunin. The pony-tailed man, obviously realizing just what they were about to do, buried his face in his hands, his cheeks on fire.

"Aww...don't tell me you're getting all shy now? Class has just started." Kakashi grinned, putting his arms on either side of Iruka's head and straddling him. Iruka blushed, still embarrassed, and turned his head to the side. The jounin smirked, pulling his mask down before going back to work on Iruka's neck. The chuunin gasped as Kakashi slipped a gloved hand underneath his shirt. "K-Kakashi-sensei..!!"

Said shinobi continued to lick and suck at the tan skin exposed to him, running cold fingers over Iruka's smooth stomach muscle. Iruka choked when he felt his shirt being pulled up and Kakashi's mouth move from his neck to his chest. He moaned when Kakashi's tongue found a nipple and the jounin chuckled. "This, Iruka-sensei, is a nipple."

Iruka glared indignantly, bonking Kakashi upside his head before blushing. "Now now...no need to get violent! The lesson isn't over yet," The silver-haired ninja purred, pinning Iruka's wrists above his head before continuing his exploration of his chest. "H-Hey!" Iruka cried, but it turned into a moan as Kakashi's free hand began to move lower. Kakashi smirked, tracing a finger over the rim of the chuunin's pants before diving under. Iruka whimpered.

"Well now...what have we here?" Kakashi leaned up and kissed Iruka, squeezing his arousal and causing the chuunin the throw his head back. "Don't tell me I have to tell you what this is, too, Iruka-sensei." Iruka moaned, arching into Kakashi's hand. The jounin grinned, kissing Iruka again and muffling his sounds as he continued to touch him.

He spent the next 20 minutes giving Iruka his 'lesson.' When it was over with, Kakashi smiled brightly at Iruka as the chuunin stared blankly at the ceiling, catching his breath.

"You know..." Iruka began, snuggling into Kakashi's chest when said jounin pulled the blanket around them. Iruka smiled as he tangled his legs with Kakashi's.

"...despite what Naruto says, you're not that bad of a teacher." Kakashi laughed before rubbing his nose in Iruka's hair and inhaling.

"You know what we do now?" Kakashi asked, purring into Iruka's ear. He held back the grin that wished to be made known when Iruka glared up at him. "But we just--"

"I ment sleep." Kakashi countered, pulling Iruka closer. "But, if you're still up for mo---"

Kakashi hit the floor with a dull thud, Iruka leaning over the side and glaring daggers at him. The silver-haired man couldn't stop the laugh this time, climbing back on the bed and cuddling close again. "I was just joking."

"Maybe Naruto was right..." Iruka said stubbornly, breathing the the scent that was purely Kakashi before drifting off to sleep, the jounin's soft laughter ringing in his ears.

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...Told you the ending sucked. I tried.

Naruto- Uso!

...sou ka....