Story Title: When Iruka (and Kakashi) discovered the joys and wonders of Internet (and KakaIru porn).
Chapter Title: Fluff, Romance, Smut, Crack, Angst; Genre is everything!
Rating: PG-13, NC-17 later.
Genre: Humor.
Pairing/Characters: Hatake Kakashi, Umino Iruka.
Summary: Iruka thought living with Kakashi was... peculiar. He didn't know living with Kakashi and a computer was simply bizarre.
Word Count: +/- 1 865.
Author Notes: Haaa, it's been long, hasn't it? I'm sorry for the long delay. A bit of a short chapter, but I really like how it came out. I'll admit most of Iruka's 'experience' here comes from my own, and the first time I browsed through KakaIru fanfic. Comments and concrit are greatly appreciated and... well, sharing personal experiences relating to this chapter are more than welcome.
Previous Chapters: [ Roommates | Tech Support | Roommates, Reloaded ]
( He’d typed in that horrible URL on Friday, around four pm, when he was still gullible and ignorant of the ways of the world. Twenty-eight hours later, he knew what WIP meant, how to avoid fangirls, what smut entitled and, the most traumatic, what, precisely, BDSM stood for. )
Chapter Title: Fluff, Romance, Smut, Crack, Angst; Genre is everything!
Rating: PG-13, NC-17 later.
Genre: Humor.
Pairing/Characters: Hatake Kakashi, Umino Iruka.
Summary: Iruka thought living with Kakashi was... peculiar. He didn't know living with Kakashi and a computer was simply bizarre.
Word Count: +/- 1 865.
Author Notes: Haaa, it's been long, hasn't it? I'm sorry for the long delay. A bit of a short chapter, but I really like how it came out. I'll admit most of Iruka's 'experience' here comes from my own, and the first time I browsed through KakaIru fanfic. Comments and concrit are greatly appreciated and... well, sharing personal experiences relating to this chapter are more than welcome.
Previous Chapters: [ Roommates | Tech Support | Roommates, Reloaded ]
( He’d typed in that horrible URL on Friday, around four pm, when he was still gullible and ignorant of the ways of the world. Twenty-eight hours later, he knew what WIP meant, how to avoid fangirls, what smut entitled and, the most traumatic, what, precisely, BDSM stood for. )