Author: honjou (aka iruka_hatake)
Title: Exceeds Expectations
Pairing: IruKaka, KakaIru, KakaIruKaka
Rating: R - NC-17
Genre: Romance/mild angst
Disclaimer: I only *wish* I owned them.
Summary: Iruka Umino has a few secrets that only his family and the Hokages knew about…until Kakashi got himself involved deeper than anyone could expect.
Warning: Contains explicit sex between two men, eventual MPreg (please give it a chance before you dismiss it, a lot weirder stuff happens in the series :) )
He had two advantages as he ran from the enemy. They were ten minutes behind him as he neared a civilian village and also, there was no moon that night. Though they were above his rank, there were reasons Tsunade had asked him personally to recover the village secrets. They would never expect to lose someone like him. Iruka grabbed the scroll from his pocket that he’d been sent to retrieve and strapped it to his leg. As the sun began setting, Iruka sprang into action.
Three male ninjas from an enemy village’s ANBU squad searched through town, lowering their masks while among civilians.
“Do you see him?” One asked.
“No, I’m not sensing a henge of any kind, nor a genjutsu.”
“Damn! He gave us the slip, somehow.” The first punched a nearby wall. “He wasn’t even on the list of Jounin-rank ninja, there’s no way he could lose us so easily.”
“He can’t have disappeared, let’s keep looking. Search every house! Remember, we aren’t to harm any innocent civilian.”
In the center of the village, a bonfire sat as the local girls danced around. A girl with brown hair and matching eyes watched as the ninjas moved on.
“Here you go, dear,” an elderly woman handed a plate to her. “How did you get in such a state?”
“Ah,” the girl accepted the offered meal. “I was attacked by wild dogs; I barely managed to make it here before they could catch up to me.”
“You poor thing, what is your name, child?”
“Iru…” she blushed and paused. “Rukia.”
“Iru Rukia?” Iruka sighed in relief that the woman mistook his stutter as a full name. “I don’t believe I’ve heard of your family, Rukia-chan.”
“I live far away in Fire Country, obaasan. I got separated from my entourage.” Iruka paused as he thought about what might be near enough to not let the old woman worry. “I’ll be leaving in the morning to catch up with them. They said to meet them at the temple if we got separated like this. Thank you for the kimono, I’ll return it before I leave.”
“Nonsense, you keep that one. You remind me of my own adventurous granddaughter.”
“Thank you,” Iruka smiled and waited for the festivities to end.
In the early morning when it was still dark and the old woman was still asleep, Iruka left some money behind to pay her for her hospitality and to apologize for lying to her. Iruka gathered up the remains of his uniform, disguised to look like a dress in tatters, and put on his pouches, disposing the rest of the uniform in the garbage pit and disappeared into the darkness. He picked up a basket and carried it out of the village. As he suspected, the enemy ninja were still waiting, pretending they weren’t there. Iruka leaned down with his basket and gathered herbs and flowers, intentionally exposing just enough of female cleavage to convince the ninja he wasn’t the man they sought. The men in the trees signaled to each other.
“It’s just a local woman. Let her pass.”
“You’re right, no traces of jutsu or chakra at all on her.”
Iruka hid a smirk as he picked up the basket; the ninja were doing such sloppy work in front of a civilian girl. Times like this made him glad he preferred men, they were much less distracting. Iruka continued to pick herbs as he disappeared from underneath the watchful eyes of the enemy. As the sun rose, Iruka wiped the makeup off of his scar and triggered the trap he had set up while pretending to pick flowers. Behind him, three ninja fell from the trees, senbon lodged in their hearts.
“And those guys were ANBU?” Iruka laughed as he started towards home. Those were three ninja that would never underestimate anyone ever again.
Kakashi marveled at Iruka’s safe return. He had been there when Tsunade had pulled the Chuunin aside for an urgent S-ranked mission in enemy territory. Kakashi asked why Iruka was going alone on such a high ranked mission—after Iruka had left the room—and asked why he hadn’t been volunteered for the mission instead—not that he was worried. Tsunade had smirked and told him it required a certain finesse he just didn’t have. Kakashi wavered between being insulted and extremely confused.
’So here he is,’ Kakashi thought to himself. ’A simple pre-genin teacher, coming back from a solo S-rank mission with few new scars. Maybe there’s more to him than meets the eye.’ Kakashi’s mind jumped track. ’He’s awfully pleasing to the eye, too…’
“Hey, Kakashi-sensei! Are you even listening?” Naruto waved a hand in front of the jounin’s face.
“Hm?” Kakashi blinked, distracted from his thoughts of Iruka.
“I said ‘Where do you suppose Iruka-sensei’s been?’ He just turned in a report for a mission.”
“Don’t know.” Kakashi lied.
“You don’t?” Naruto pouted. “In any case, I missed my chance.”
“Your…chance?” Kakashi’s eyebrow rose.
“Yeah! See, I usually go see Iruka-sensei for nightly ramen, but once a month, he refuses to take me there.”
“You think maybe he’s just tired of feeding you?” Kakashi rolled his eyes, a gesture lost on Naruto.
“We found a pattern,” Sakura offered. “Iruka-sensei always opens the door, even if he tells Naruto he can’t take him. But Iruka-sensei dismisses Naruto once a month, every night of the new moon, without coming near the door.”
“We thought of all the reasons it could be. I think Iruka-sensei has a girlfriend, but Sakura-chan says that doesn’t explain the timing.” Naruto paused as he tried to think of his other theories.
“We were going to investigate, but then Iruka-sensei went on his mission,” Sakura explained.
“And then I thought maybe Iruka-sensei could be a werewolf, but Sasuke called me an idiot and said they don’t exist…” Naruto continued.
“I see, and you guys are concerned…why?” Kakashi mused.
“Well, Naruto won’t shut up about it,” Sakura cut in again. “But I’m also concerned about the reason he won’t answer the door those days. If there’s something wrong…”
“I agree with Kakashi-sensei,” Sasuke muttered. “I think he’s just sick of Naruto.”
“No one asked you,” Naruto pointed an accusatory finger at Sasuke.
“Here’s a thought,” Kakashi smiled dangerously. “Maybe it’s none of your business, Naruto.” Without waiting for a response, Kakashi left his students to start his own investigation.
Iruka sighed and lay back on his bed without his headband. His hand covered both his eyes as he recovered his stamina.
“Why do I let myself get talked into such suicidal missions?” Iruka opened his eyes and froze as his gaze met the upside down eye of Kakashi Hatake.
“Do you always leave your window unlocked?” Kakashi smiled at the cute teacher. “More importantly, do you always talk to yourself?”
“Kakashi-sensei,” Iruka held back his voice, or rather tried to. “What. Are you. Doing. HERE?”
“Your former students were worried about you,” Kakashi only half-lied, leaving out what he deemed minor details. “I came to see if you were as okay as you looked at the office.”
“Kakashi…” Iruka dropped the formalities. “Are you ever okay after killing people?” Kakashi’s eyes widened in alarm.
“You? Kill?” Kakashi never thought he’d ever hear that sweet and caring Iruka-sensei could kill anyone.
“Why are you still here?” Kakashi invited himself in and sat by Iruka.
“I’m going to keep you company until you recover.” He took out his book and began to read.
“I don’t need a babysitter, Kakashi.” Iruka half-heartedly swiped at Kakashi’s book in annoyance.
“Were they trackers, Iruka?” Kakashi folded his book to look at him closely. “Normally, you’d get much angrier than this. You’re exhausted.” Iruka blinked, sighed, and nodded.
“They were ANBU from the village hidden in the caves up north near Stone. They could detect the slightest chakra and sense any recently performed jutsu.”
“What?” Kakashi’s visible eye widened. “How did you escape? No, how did you kill them?”
“I…” Iruka blushed faintly. “I really shouldn’t tell you…”
“Please tell me, it won’t leave this room.” Iruka sat up and looked at Kakashi’s attempt to look innocent and pleading. He sighed in defeat, the copy-ninja won over him, and Iruka knew it would happen.
“I have this ability,” he paused. “It…causes me to have no chakra, leaving me not distinguishable from a civilian.”
“That’s a risky gamble, why send you alone?”
“Tsunade-sama has confidence in my speed and abilities. Kakashi, I shouldn’t be telling you any details.”
“Is that the only reason?”
“No…” Iruka put his hand on Kakashi’s cheek and barely gripped the edge of his mask as he leaned to whisper in his ear. “Not all of us wear our masks so openly, Kakashi.” He smiled and fell back to the bed, dead asleep.