Unstable

WARNING: Rated M for a reason. Which means light smut. Man on the man lurve.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto or any of it's Characters yadda yadda yadda. Even if you tried to sue me you gotta get in line. And that line stretches to Pluto so...good luck. O_o  Also the Image on the cover is not mine and all credit goes to the artist.  

Iruka grunted in annoyance at the mission report in front of him and with a green pen Gai had...gifted him with...proceeded to make large obnoxious circles around the places that were incorrect. He had to admit though; it was a break from red and did write quite well. The Jounin before him winced with every scratch of that pen.

"Go fix the indicated areas please," the scary Chuunin said with a smile.

A quick nod of the head and he went to join the rest around the table re-writing their reports. The recently appointed Jounin noticed that not one of the many around the table complained.

He balked at the site of the great Copy-Nin sitting there; a muddy torn report sitting next to him as he copied the information on a pristine piece of paper. This Chuunin must be something special if even the porn-reading shinobi was actually re-doing his report.

Quickly but neatly re-doing his own, he scrambled to turn it in, offered an apology to the smiling brunette, and took his new mission without complaint.

Izumo held back a snort of laughter, but Kotetsu couldn't contain himself and started laughing uproariously.

"Ah, I love new naïve Jounin. Good thing he caught you on a good day huh, Iruka," Kotetsu teased.

The shinobi in question merely shrugged. "If he'd filled it out properly the first time we wouldn't have a problem. Ah Gai, welcome back," Iruka greeted the green-clad ninja.

"My Dearest Iruka-Sensei," Gai boomed, flashing his signature smile and thumbs-up. "Here is my Most Youthful and All Important mission report."

Iruka blinked rapidly at the sparkles that dazzled his eyes before a genuine smile reached his lips. Gai's reports were always perfect. "Thank you Gai. I hear that you are thinking of taking on another Genin team this year?"

"Indeed! My Beloved students have grown into Youthful adults and have gone to Carve their own Destiny's." This was said with 'Manly Tears' and a setting sun, seagulls cawing in the distance.

Iruka felt his eye twitch, causing the crowd at the table to scribble faster. "I will make sure to give you a team full of...ahem...youthfulness... Now if you would please step aside I have work to do. Thank you for your hard work."

Even the overt eccentric Gai knew when not to press the teacher and took his leave. Slowly the rest of the shinobi came up to give their now correct report. Only Kakashi was left at the table, his report done and sitting in front of him.

For once his porn was tucked safely in his back pouch, coal-black eye trained on a certain brown haired Chuunin. If Iruka noticed the stare he didn't show it as he worked meticulously.

The two other desk workers, however, took notice and began gossiping amongst themselves. The two were often a hot topic for the gossip mongers. They didn't understand how their relationship worked. Their ranks were eons apart, as were their skills.

Kakashi was a lazy but powerful porn reading pervert. He would be late to his own funeral. As a Jounin he was mentally unstable. It seemed all of them were slightly unhinged. Like small children or animals they liked shiny objects and were easily bored and easily amused.