College: A Romance

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Summary: A relationship between teacher and student.

[Italics=Thought]

"I don't give a shit if you have studied longer than I have, but I'll be damned if I let an idiot talk to Professor Hatake about something that he knows nothing about. He may not stand up to you, but I have no problem blackening your eye, if you'd like. Common sense, which you apparently have none of, will tell you not to wear your best clothes to a forensic lab class. Dioxin is dangerous enough without worrying if you got it on your precious shirt." A fuming Kankuro replied,

"Just because you dress in rags doesn't mean I have to! I'm not compromising my sense of taste for this damn class!"

"Break it up you two. Kankuro, Sasuke is right about your clothes and your attitude towards your fellow classmates. I'm this close to letting him deck you and not report it. Look, don't make me the bad guy here, Kankuro has that title well managed for the entire campus," proclaimed a calm Professor Hatake. "I'm tired of you blaming everyone else for your mistakes Kankuro. The next time you step foot in my classroom or lab, you better be wearing appropriate clothing or you're out of here with no questions asked. Now apologize to Sasuke, he absolutely does not wear rags. I actually think he looks rather nice don't you agree?"

Sasuke blushed at his professor's compliment, knowing to take it at more than face value. The infamous Professor Hatake was well known and also well loved by all the ladies, and many of the men, on campus. It doesn't take much to know exactly why either... He's a lean 5 foot 9, silver hair and a blue and red eye that just took hold of you and never let go. His muscles aren't the biggest, but they are more than enough to make his clothes pull tight across his body in the best way possible.

It isn't uncommon for students to admire their professors, and it is definitely not uncommon for them to often lust after them as well. In fact, most of the population of their village lusted after the man but he was becoming known as the "Unattainable Bachelor" of the Hidden Leaf Village. The very well hidden truth was that he isn't a bachelor at all; in fact, the love of his life was in the very room with him at the moment. His best student was not only the smartest student he had ever encountered, but also the love of his life. Sasuke Uchiha had stolen his heart the moment he first saw him five years ago in that little coffee house down on Western. Though, looking back at it, he should have disliked him for ruining his favorite shirt with coffee but that wasn't possible when he saw the boy look like he was going to die of embarrassment.

Before Sasuke had ever been accepted into the university and Kakashi had become his professor, his strong arms had held the dark haired boy close as he promised of a better life together. His large gentle hands had roamed his ever willing body in a way that at this very moment made him regret signing up for his favorite class. I knew the risks of receiving him as my professor but then again, why shouldn't I be excited to be learning under one of the most accredited Forensic Anthropologists in the Country of Fire? Sasuke thought to himself.

He was the best in his field as well as the youngest. At the young age of 29, Kakashi Hatake became the newest professor in the Forensic Anthropology unit at the University of the Hidden Leaf Village. Sasuke, now being no more than 20 years old, had known Hatake since he was 16 before he had even been accepted to the university. He was older, handsome, intelligent and extremely interested in Sasuke. His silver hair and hypnotic eyes were almost too much for Sasuke to resist. With a brief meeting in his favorite coffee shop, Sasuke knew he would love this man with every ounce of his being, and soon. Now, if only he hadn't met him by being in an unusually klutzy state and spilling coffee all over him. Well, at least it was already cool since he had gotten lost in another one of his novels, forgetting all about the waiting coffee. He might have been nice enough to shrug it off, but I still have to fight off the blush when I think about the embarrassment.Thank god he was a nice guy, something like that would have scarred me for life, Sasuke thought as he sat down at the table again.

After apologizing for a million times, Kakashi and Sasuke sat and talked over coffee. Their common love of Forensic Science sparked a bond between the two, making them inseparable. After many coffee dates of discussing forensics, the topics began to shift more towards private life. The more Kakashi knew about Sasuke, the more he wanted the younger man. A week later, Kakashi gathered his courage and asked Sasuke on a real date to which he excitedly accepted; obviously not acting like a squealing little girl. After a few weeks of dating, Sasuke couldn't fight his urges to be with Kakashi intimately. After a romantic dinner out, he grabbed Kakashi's hand and kissed him with more passion than even Sasuke himself knew possible. With their hearts pounding in their chests, they rushed back to Kakashi's home where they spent the rest of the evening in. Kakashi's surprisingly strong hands pushed Sasuke into the hallway wall covering Sasuke's cry of shock with a deep kiss. They were half naked by the time they reached the bedroom door; pushing Sasuke onto the bed Kakashi fell on top of him kissing him, pushing his legs apart to taste him. The taste made Kakashi moan and his already hard cock jump at the thought of being sucked into the young man's body; Sasuke's hearty moans and whimpers driving him wild. Flipping him over Kakashi poured a small amount of vanilla scented lube onto his fingers, placing the bottle back on his nightstand. Kissing all along Sasuke's back and hips Kakashi pumped first one, then two, then three fingers in and out of Sasuke's tight channel. Sasuke squirmed and panted with exertion, the feeling of Kakashi's fingers just barely brushing the sweet trigger inside his body was tantamount to torture. Sasuke's body stiffened slightly as the tip of Kakashi's manhood lined itself up with his now wet entrance. Grabbing his hip, Kakashi slid in slowly, feeling the other's ass stretch around him, taking him in further and further into his heat. Sasuke dug his nails into the dark comforter of the bed, tilting his head back so Kakashi could lean in for a deep and heated kiss that left the boy breathless. They explored each other for hours, learning what the other loved and what their bodies needed until neither could stand to move. Sasuke awoke the next morning snuggled in the arms of the most attractive man he had ever seen. As the sun filtered in from outside, Sasuke thought about spending the rest of his life with the man next to him, looking for all the world like a silver haired god.

But that was almost a year ago. A year ago since Sasuke had signed up and started taking forensics classes. Now that Kakashi was his professor, everything had to be put on hold. They knew the rules and if they were caught it would cost Kakashi his job and Sasuke his scholarships resulting in more chaos than needed. They vowed to put their love life on hold for the time being to protect themselves from legal situations. For now, Sasuke would have to accept compliments and side glances that would go undetected by others as a sign of compassion. His heart was more than breaking, but he would endure it.

I'm not sure how much more I can take, he thought. School's almost done though, then...then... he sighed quietly in his chair. I just hope he doesn't grow tired of me before then.

**February**

(Sasuke's POV)

I loathe February fourteenth! It's a sick and masochistic way to remind single people that no one loves them; yeah... that's Valentine's Day for you. Stupid frickin' commercial holiday! My frustration only grew throughout my daily classes, seeing the signs of the approaching damnation. It's only the 7th, but pink and red hearts line the hallways at the university on every available surface. It's not that I hate Valentine's Day—well I DO but only when I have to throw out all the freaking chocolate's all the girl's give me—but I just can't wait for this particular valentine's day to be over. The one person I want to be with is more than off limits at the moment and I'm not graduating in the next week so, I'm forced to endure this epitome of hell alone. I glanced up from my notebook only to be met by a pair of haunting eyes filled with regret and a breath stealing heat.

A glance across the room was all that was safe, but I knew exactly what he was saying; it sent chills down my spine and a knife through my chest. As soon as it started, the glance ended. My eyes slid back to my paper and he continued to write on the board. My fingers clenched around my pencil...life is frustrating.

**February 13th**

I stood in my doorway staring in amazement at the bouquet in front of me. The delivery man was so hidden behind the enormous arrangement that he set the flowers down so I could sign for them. I'm pretty sure my face was beet red, 'The idiot, what was he thinking,' but I couldn't help the stupid bubbly feeling rising within my stomach. White lilies and deep purple orchids; my heart raced as I unfolded the small envelope to read the card.

Meet me where we first met. Ask for Ino. See you tonight, K.

'He wants to meet me at the coffee shop.' I wonder just what Kakashi was up to, he knows we can't risk being caught together intimately. I raced upstairs and showered quickly, washing everywhere I possibly could, one can't be too careful. I rummaged through my entire closet and found a white silk shirt and paired it with Kakashi's favourite pair of jeans. To me, they were the most comfortable things in the world next to sweats. To him, they fit my ass so perfectly that he always seemed to jump me when I wore them; which is exactly what I was hoping for to be honest. I looked at the clock as it was displaying five-thirty, enough time to get down to the shop. I slipped into my sneakers and made the short trip to the coffee house and stopped just outside the door. The place was packed with valentine's decorations and happy couples occupied the tables. Looking around at the waitresses' nametags, I found no Ino. I walked over to the counter and asked the man working the register for Ino.

"You Sasuke?" I nodded as he reached below the counter bringing back a note. "Ino had to leave, but she told me to give this to you. You're supposed to read it, then follow the directions...whatever that means." I hid my shaking hands as I took the note and walked back outside the store. The note was slightly bigger than that of the card from the flowers, was held shut with a cheesy heart shaped sticker.

I've planned a little bit of fun for us tonight. Go home and pack an overnight bag. Bring a swimsuit. A note will be waiting for you at home. Waiting for you, K.

My body was beginning to have tingles, like rollerblades were skating all over my body. I made it to my apartment in record time where a note was taped to my door, the front reading, Open inside, I practically ripped open the envelope as I slammed the door closed.

Once you've packed your bag, call Naruto and tell him, "The rain has covered the grass." He'll tell you what to do next. All my love, K.

I raced upstairs to pack my bag the whole time fantasizing about what was going to happen. Packing took me all of ten minutes and I dialled Naruto's number impatiently, my fingers fumbling with the buttons. I knew why he picked Naruto to help him; he was the only other person that knew of our relationship.

"Yello?" His usual response to a ringing phone, no matter whose phone it was and who was calling.

"Apparently the rain has covered the grass?" I said more as a question than a statement. A bark of a laugh erupted from the other end causing me to jerk the phone from my ear.

"That was quick, getting a little antsy in the sex department are we? You've packed? Good, now get over here and I'll tell you what to do next." I think he must have been trying to make me even more crazy with excitement because he immediately hung up and left me hanging with so many questions. I grabbed my bag and headed towards Naruto's house at a hurried jog. Naruto only lived 10 minutes away so when I reached his apartment door I was breathing heavy but I was so excited it didn't matter. The door flew open before I even had time to knock, Naruto's beaming face stuck itself in my personal bubble as he smiled.

"Come on, I've got to get you on your way soon. Kakashi will have my ass soon if I don't get you there soon, and not in a good way." He pulled me into his tiny living room effectively making me almost eat hardwood floors. He handed me the note, still grinning; if I didn't know any better I'd say he himself was in for a good time tonight too.

"Here, the address and a door key. Don't lose these. Follow these directions carefully, take my car, oh like I'm going to let you walk there." He dug in his pockets and handed me the keys to his car firmly pushing me towards the front door. "Don't keep your phone on either this weekend, I don't want the two of you interrupted at all."

"Okay." As I pulled away from the apartment building I reflected on how I was lucky enough to have someone who could have helped out Kakashi with everything. Near the beginning I'd tried to keep the relationship a complete secret but Naruto—usually an idiot—was unusually astute at figuring out what was going on.

"Either tell me who the guy is or I pluck out all of your eyebrows," he'd threatened. I chuckled lightly at the remembrance of the light threat. But my mind slipped back to the man who was waiting for me at this so called secret location of his. Soon I was leaving the city and as I turned off the main road, cement became dirt and more and more trees surrounded me as the area turned into forests. I soon saw the sign that pointed me towards the next turn off and by that time it had begun to lightly snow. I parked on the side of the road and quickly opened the letter that Naruto had given to me before he'd waved goodbye; according to the instructions of course.

Park in front of cabin 5 and use the key to get in. Place your bags in the closet of the bedroom and proceed to the patio. Impatiently waiting, K.

My heart sped up to the point I thought I was having a panic attack as I drove to cabin five. Dark wood with a large porch and what looked to be a large enclosed patio in the back created an image that made my heart leap out of my chest. I slowly unlocked the door and was greeted by a large living space with the biggest fireplace I have ever seen; bigger than the one in the main house back home. A big fire was blazing and the scent if vanilla wafted through the air, it was all so cozy and warm. I placed my bag in the closet as directed and putting on my most confidently sexy smirk—yes I've been known to have one—I made my way to the now open patio door. Kakashi Hatake was dressed to kill in black dress pants and a black button up dress shirt, the top three buttons undone so you could get a taste of what the rest of him was like. I thought my heart was going to stop right there and jump right out of my chest like a cheesy cartoon drawing, I must have stood there a little longer than I thought because I soon found myself wrapped in a strong embrace and being kissed with a passion that ignited a fire inside my body. My body went limp in his arms as he pulled me closer, releasing my mouth we both breathed heavily in the cool air.

"You're shivering; let's get you by the fire." I nodded, I couldn't do anything else...not even tell him that I wasn't shivering because I was cold. I needed his touch, his lips, his hands...I think I'd die of embarrassment.

Lifting me with ease, we made it over to the fireplace where he sat me down and wrapped me in a blanket. Looking into my eyes he leaned forward and placed soft kisses on my lips while he nibbled on my bottom lip. My need took over as my hands grabbed at his hair and pulled him down to the floor to straddle him. My legs held him close to me as I started unbuttoning his dress shirt, letting my hands explore his once again. God it's been forever since I've been able to touch him like this. The pile of clothed on the floor spoke of his need for me as well, as our bodies intertwined and joined hastily, primal urges outranking romance for the time being. His fingertips dug into my hips as he slammed into me, claiming me as his own, my nails leaving red marks all down his muscular back. His thrusts picked up as he got close to coming and my hips were lifting to meet his until my whole body shook and my sight went entirely white as my orgasm rocked through me. The warmth within me telling me we'd come together. We collapsed in a pile of sweaty exhaustion in front of the fire, holding each other. It must have been close to 1 in the morning before we left our cozy spot on the floor, both of us not wanting to let go of the other.

"You don't know how badly I've wanted to say 'fuck it' and throw you down on one of the lab tables Sasuke. We need to figure out something soon before I'm molesting you in public." He chuckled deeply but we both knew he was only half joking. "Come on, let's reheat that dinner I had planned. I'm sure we need it more now than we did originally." He gave my ass a little pat before standing up.

His laugh floated through the air and I felt at home again. If it weren't for school we would probably be living together already, but no I had to go and sign up for his classes. We walked back towards the enclosed patio to the dinner awaiting us; we ate quickly and decided on relaxing in the hot tub together. Kakashi suggested we both swim in the nude and I surprised him by agreeing, putting on a sexy little strut for him as I breezed past his happy but surprised face. Slipping into the hot water I noticed all of the candles Kakashi had placed around the patio and a small smile slipped out as the thought of how great this weekend was going to be filled my head.

**February 14th**

I woke up the next morning to the smell of eggs and bacon frying somewhere close enough to make my mouth water. I made my way into the kitchen to find a half dressed Kakashi cooking breakfast. I'd never known Kakashi to be so sweet and romantic before. Wearing nothing but a pair of plaid pyjama bottoms, Kakashi looked good enough to have for breakfast and just forget about the damn eggs. I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind and nuzzled his neck, one of his favourite spots.

"Good morning sleepy head." He turned to kiss the top of my head and whispered in my ear, "You look adorable when you're sleeping." I blushed, I knew that he liked to watch me sleep and always had but it always made me blush. What if my mouth was hanging wide open or something? Why can't I be as confident when I'm with Kakashi as when I'm with everyone else at school? I nibbled his ear for a moment then grabbed a couple plates out of the cabinet for us to eat off of.

"Did you bring another outfit for tonight? I liked the one you had on last night but it got a little messed up during our 'encounter' by the fire." I rolled my eyes at him and we finished our breakfast in a comfortable silence. After breakfast...I'm not going to lie, we spent the rest of the day screwing like bunnies! I think he's trying to make up for all he's missed this past year. But I may not be able to walk straight for a good month after. Yay. After a good 45 minutes of sex in the shower, we finally decided to dress for dinner, which was supposed to be a surprise to me apparently.

Before coming out to the cabin however I'd decided that since this was a special occasion I would do something extra special for Kakashi. And when I mean extra special for him, I mean extremely embarrassing for me. Kakashi had always showed an interest in me dressing as a woman and making love to me while I moaned like a little slut...his words, not mine. When I'd been ripping through my closet for my best clothes I'd noticed the black low cut halter dress that Kakashi had bought one day that in result I'd shoved to the back of my said closet, vowing never to wear it. But he'd gone to all the trouble for just us two and I'd thought 'why not?' Now that I had the dress out and in front of me I began second guessing myself. I'd look ridiculous! Guys are not supposed to wear dresses. If anyone knew...but it was for Kakashi's sake that I'd brought it, so it was going to be for his sake that I'd wear it. Slipping on the dress and matching black gladiator shoes that had come with, I applied a clear lip gloss which I'd borrowed from Naruto of all people. What that guy got up to on the weekends I'll never ask. I surveyed my reflection in the mirror when I stepped back...I looked decidedly...feminine.

My eyes caught sight of a half naked Kakashi running around the cabin like a chicken with its head cut off. I wonder what the hell he's doing, why is he acting all nervous all of a sudden? My eyes flicked back to my image in the mirror. Not bad. Carefully walking out of the bedroom—how do women walk in these damn things all the time?—and into the kitchen/dining area. My breath caught in my throat and I thought I would pass out from the scene in front of me. All the lights were out in the cabin, but a soft glow of at least one hundred candles lit the room—where'd he get them all?—with a soft hue. The table was set for two with a red table cloth and gold lined plates and wine goblet, I later noticed the flow of rose petals on the floor leading my way to the beautiful table. I looked around and found no sight of tonight's mastermind anywhere. Still taking everything in, I looked down at the plate meant for me and noticed a small card.

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A/N: Okay so I know that these two guys are EXTREMELY out of character in this story but I really wanted to try my hand at a romantic love story rather than just my usual smutty pieces. Like? Dislike? Let me know.