Damage Control Iruka X Reader

       “Hey Iruka, I have a bit of not so great news for you.” You stepped through the door of the large classroom to see Iruka washing down the last traces of today’s lesson on the chalkboard. “Remember how we went to that party a few weeks ago and ended up locked in a closet together?”

Iruka laughed nervously as he tossed his wet, chalky cleaning rag into a nearby bucket. “Y-yeah, I remember that. How could I forget?” The smile on his face quickly faded as he put two and two together. “What's the bad news?” Instead of explaining, you held up one of the many photos Konohamaru had taken during the event. “But we got the camera from him. How did he even?” Iruka stopped mid sentence and sighed. “Where did you find this?”

“They're all over town. I must have passed three dozen just walking here.” You folded up the incriminating picture and placed it in your pocket. “Hinata and Shino are already helping tare them down, but I figured I'd let you know so you didn't have a panic attack when you walked outside.”

Iruka nodded slowly, a puzzled look on his face. “Why did you take the time to fold that up so carefully?”

“Because I plan on keeping it. I think it's pretty cute.” Giving him a crooked, teasing smile, you grabbed a hold of his hand and began tugging him towards the door. “Now come on, you have more important things to worry about.”

“I have more important things to worry about?” He tilted his head, obviously confused. “Are you not worried about our faces being all over town?”

“Not really. Like I said, I think it's kind of cute.” The moment you stepped outside of the classroom with him, his jaw dropped. Papers where flying everywhere. They were posted on anything and everything that tape could stick to. If tape didn't work, thumbtacks had been used. Though you had tried to prepare him, Iruka was still in complete shock. “Pretty bad isn't it?”

“Pretty bad, Pretty bad?” His voice was raised almost to the point of yelling. You'd never seen him so upset. “This is awful. I'm going to strangle that little.” Iruka's eyebrow began to twitch. You honestly expected smoke to start rising from his nostrils.

“Iruka, calm down, your going to squeeze my hand off.” Pulling your hand from his tight grasp, you picked up a large sack you'd placed by the door earlier. “Let's just get to work okay?”

“O-oh, right, I'm sorry about that.” In an attempt to relieve some of his frustrations, Iruka ripped the pictures from the nearby wall and stuffed it into the bag. He was exerting much more energy than necessary for the task, which was funny to watch. Still, you tried not to comment on his humorous behavior and did your best to focus on the task at hand. “This, this is going to take all day.”

“You're probably right. At least we have a little bit of help though.” As you pulled the pictures down, you couldn't help but blush. They weren't by any means indecent or scandalous, but the memories that went along with the photos were rather embarrassing. It was hard to believe you'd been so forceful and pushy at the time they were taken.

“Hey, you okay?” Iruka stopped cleaning and peered over your shoulder at the image that had so easily captured you attention. He chuckled. “That one is actually pretty cute, you should keep it.”

“Yeah, maybe.” Pulling yourself away from the picture, you resumed working. Dozens and dozens of photos now filled your bags. With the day being half over when you started the process of cleaning, it didn't take long for night to fall. “Hey Iruka, it's getting dark out here, I really don't think we can do much more today.”

Iruka sighed, knowing you were right. “Well, we did get a lot done. Hopefully Shino and Hinata were as productive as we were. I'll have to remember to thank them for their help.” He forced a weak smile on his face and tied up the bags. “I'll should probably burn these, if I throw them away they might mysteriously reappear around the village.” Tossing them in his locked classroom for the time being, Iruka turned his attention to you. “You wouldn't mind if I walked you home, would you?”

The two of you blushed in unison at his question. “No, not at all.”

Breathing a quiet sigh of relief, Iruka smiled and offered you his hand. “Good, I was really hoping you'd say that.”

As soon as you placed your hand in his, an awkward silence fell. Your home was at the opposite side of the village, meaning the walk there was going to take some time. Not wanting to spend the entire trip in this silence, you quickly thought of something to say. “You know, us walking like this is a prefect photo opportunity for Konohamaru.” You snuggled up closer to him. “Are you sure you want to take that kind of risk?”

What Iruka said surprised you. “It's not a risk. After spending half the day looking at all those pictures of us, I realized that I really overreacted.” He looked at you, smiling and a little bit nervous. “I know he took them and posted them without our permission, but I really don't think we need to be ashamed of something as innocent as a kiss.”

“To be honest, I felt the same way from the beginning.” A weight was lifted off of your chest and you couldn't help but grin at him like an idiot. “That's why I saved one of each.”

“You did what?” His face exploded into the reddest, most pronounced blush you'd ever seen. “Why would you keep them. I mean...” He stopped himself and just shook his head. “No, never mind. I'm over thinking things again.”

“It's okay.” You gave his hand a little squeeze as you approached your house. “I know the circumstances under which we were hanging out today weren't great, but I'd really like to do it again sometime. The hanging out, not the cleaning.”

Iruka nodded. “That would be pretty nice. I'd like that too.”

“You aren't worried about Konohamaru?” You raised your brow at him. “The more time we spend together, the easier of a target we're making ourselves.”

“I don't care if you don't. And I have a feeling you couldn't care less.” As you walked up onto your small pouch, Iruka took your other hand in his and smiled, a blushing, nervous, awkward smile. “I'll see you again soon, right?”

You nodded. “I'm sure we will. We basically pass each other on the street every single day.”

“Good.” He leaned in to you and placed a kiss on your cheek. Before you could say or do anything, he was running off back towards his house, waving at you as he did.

“Man, he spends way to much time around kids.” You placed your hand on your cheek and grinned. “He acts just like a little schoolboy.”