Iruka peered to his side at Amaya, giving a slight smile as she gave one in return. "Akito," he started, "YOU ALMOST GOT US CAUGHT!"
He wailed at him as he raised out of his chair, waving his arms about and causing his hair to fly. o.o;

He slumped back into his chair and rested his arms on the table with his face cupped in his hands. -.-
Looking back across at him, Akito grinned and apologised, fanning Iruka with his hand with a smile upon his face "Chill out, Irukey, we didn't get caught"
Iruka let out a small laugh and opened his eyes to Akito "Numnuts" He muttered.

The sound of familiar footsteps pricked their ears and they fell to silence.
"The four of you are so quiet. That's not like you at all.." his eyes narrowed slightly and aimed at Iruka and Akito in particular. "Something stirred your style?" He said slowly. Iruka thought this was an odd thing to say, he imediatly thought of Spoons.
"Of course not, sensei." He bowed his head and looked back up at him confidently.
"Very well, then." He turned his back and walked towards his desk, sitting himself down and clamping his hands together.