Fic: Rank and File
Title: Rank and File
Rating: G
Characters: Kakashi, Genma, Raidou.
Pairings: One-sided Kakashi/Iruka, Genma/Raidou.
Wordcount: 338
Summary: For photoash, who kindly bidded on my fic auction and wanted 'Kakashi considering Iruka as someone dateable'. Genma and Raidou just snuck in to get drunk and have mockery. (Ash, this is the first of two. Hope you like!)
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The thing was, when you got right down to it -- the problem was -- and Kakashi wasn’t bigoted or anything -- but the issue was...
“He’s still a chuunin.”
“And twelve,” Raidou agreed cheerfully.
“Twenty,” Kakashi said, into the private cocoon of misery between his arms and the table.
“Nuance. Either way, he’s an infant.”
“I’m twenty-three,” Kakashi pointed out.
“And do you see me calling you a grown-up?” Raidou said, still grinning. He tilted his chair back on two legs. “Back me up, Genma.”
“You are basically neonatal,” Genma said solemnly, being all of two years older than Kakashi and currently engaged in balancing a shot glass of shouchuu on his forehead. “What is it about this chuunin that’s got you so strung up, anyway?”
“Not that we’re complaining,” Raidou put in.
“Yeah. Any attempt at actual human interaction on your part, genius, is something to be be celebrated.”
“And documented.”
“And reported in local newspapers.”
“I hate you both,” Kakashi told the table. “With a deep and abiding hatred. You are awful people.”
Raidou reached out to pat his shoulder, but wasn’t especially perturbed when Kakashi somehow managed to avoid the contact without ever appearing to move. “The public have a right to know,” he said solemnly.
“Also we’re curious,” said Genma. “Is he pretty, your chuunin?”
“Is he really a he?” said Raidou.
Kakashi lifted his head. “Of course he’s a he. How much have you had to drink?”
“Not nearly enough.” Raidou liberated the shot glass still balancing on Genma’s head and downed the contents. “Mm, better.”
“Hey,” said Genma mildly.
“Yes, he’s pretty,” said Kakashi, hauling the conversation back on track. “Handsome, anyway. And a chuunin -- and a teacher. Which means he’s probably still sane and I’d smash him into tiny little pieces of crazy in half a day.”
“You would,” Raidou agreed.
“Like a grape,” Genma added.
Kakashi groaned and dropped his head back down. “You’re no help at all.”
Rating: G
Characters: Kakashi, Genma, Raidou.
Pairings: One-sided Kakashi/Iruka, Genma/Raidou.
Wordcount: 338
Summary: For photoash, who kindly bidded on my fic auction and wanted 'Kakashi considering Iruka as someone dateable'. Genma and Raidou just snuck in to get drunk and have mockery. (Ash, this is the first of two. Hope you like!)
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The thing was, when you got right down to it -- the problem was -- and Kakashi wasn’t bigoted or anything -- but the issue was...
“He’s still a chuunin.”
“And twelve,” Raidou agreed cheerfully.
“Twenty,” Kakashi said, into the private cocoon of misery between his arms and the table.
“Nuance. Either way, he’s an infant.”
“I’m twenty-three,” Kakashi pointed out.
“And do you see me calling you a grown-up?” Raidou said, still grinning. He tilted his chair back on two legs. “Back me up, Genma.”
“You are basically neonatal,” Genma said solemnly, being all of two years older than Kakashi and currently engaged in balancing a shot glass of shouchuu on his forehead. “What is it about this chuunin that’s got you so strung up, anyway?”
“Not that we’re complaining,” Raidou put in.
“Yeah. Any attempt at actual human interaction on your part, genius, is something to be be celebrated.”
“And documented.”
“And reported in local newspapers.”
“I hate you both,” Kakashi told the table. “With a deep and abiding hatred. You are awful people.”
Raidou reached out to pat his shoulder, but wasn’t especially perturbed when Kakashi somehow managed to avoid the contact without ever appearing to move. “The public have a right to know,” he said solemnly.
“Also we’re curious,” said Genma. “Is he pretty, your chuunin?”
“Is he really a he?” said Raidou.
Kakashi lifted his head. “Of course he’s a he. How much have you had to drink?”
“Not nearly enough.” Raidou liberated the shot glass still balancing on Genma’s head and downed the contents. “Mm, better.”
“Hey,” said Genma mildly.
“Yes, he’s pretty,” said Kakashi, hauling the conversation back on track. “Handsome, anyway. And a chuunin -- and a teacher. Which means he’s probably still sane and I’d smash him into tiny little pieces of crazy in half a day.”
“You would,” Raidou agreed.
“Like a grape,” Genma added.
Kakashi groaned and dropped his head back down. “You’re no help at all.”