It has been a while, hm? This fic had been started a long ago, but only now I had the time to develop it. It was meant to be oneshot, but I decided it to make it longer.

I'd like to thank all the people that read my other stories and their reviews, you've been great. Also I'd like to thank the patience with my grammar errors - for the ones that don't know, English is not my first language.

Kakashi and Sasuke became my favorite pairing in Naruto, which means this is another romance between them. So, please enjoy this fic.

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THE BUS

Chapter One - The Back of the Bus

Sasuke was never one to pay attention at the other passengers. He would enter the bus, always at the same time, take his seat, also always the same at the corridor side, put his bag beneath it – he didn't trust at the baggage compartment – and close his eyes after turning on his mp3. That was his routine at every weekend when he left college to his parents' house and when he made his journey back.

And he saw no reason at all to look at the others who were traveling with him, most of them were other students, anyway. Hyuuga Neji, for an example, always did the same things he did, except that he preferred to sit at the first seat and Sasuke liked the last better; they were not what you could call friends, but their similarities created a peaceful atmosphere when between them when they had to be at the same place. Inuzuka Kiba too, was almost always in the same bus as him, but being so disorganized he couldn't maintain a routine, specially with that dog of his. Aburame Shino, who was pretty much like him and Neji, except that he didn't bother to scowl at people (those sunglasses of his made the job pretty well), usually took the middle seat. And many others that Sasuke knew and didn't know. He didn't care.

Then why did he look to the silver haired man that came in when the bus was about to leave?

It was 4 pm and people were already comfortable at their seats. Sasuke was about to put his headphones, the bus driver had just turned the ignition on, when suddenly the bus door opened. Came in a man with silver spiky hair, a scar at his left eye and the most bored expression Sasuke had ever seen.

He closed his eyes again and ignored it. Except he didn't ignore it. Perhaps, because there was something different about that man, or, perhaps because he heard the steps coming to the back of the bus. 'Oh no…' It couldn't be, could it? Sasuke looked around until realization dawned upon him, the only free place at back of the bus was the seat by the window, right beside him.

The man came closer and closer, stopped by his side and smiled to him. Not making any effort to hide his discontentment, Sasuke frowned and allowed him to achieve his seat. At least the guy seemed to be quiet, he had a book in his hands anyway.

Then Sasuke remembered his face. It was professor Hatake Kakashi, who taught the subject he wanted to learn the most: martial arts history, but as the subject required another one, Sasuke still wasn't studying it, only at next semester. Well, that could be an opportunity, analyze the professor during six months before the man taught him could give him an advantage. What book was he holding? Maybe he could read it and start learning before…

Discretely, he glanced at the title of the book and he almost fell of his seat. It was porn! PORN! The guy read porn! And in public! What kind of teacher was he? Not that it was prohibited for one to like porn – you see, everyone is human – but that was the kind of thing you keep to yourself, do in the privacy of your home… not that he did it at his home! A fearful shiver traveled his spine, if Kakashi read porn in public, what was he capable to do in his classes?

"So, do you like porn too?" the professor surprised him with a question.

Sasuke looked at him with a blush in his cheeks, a mixture of shame for being caught up staring and – don't laugh at him – amusement with that man's voice, there was something in that voice that made him shiver again, but this time for a reason he couldn't identify. Suddenly noticing he was staring again, Sasuke scowled at the man and closed his eyes, trying to act as if nothing had happened and trying to convince himself that his future teacher's presence was bothering him. He couldn't see, but he could swear that he felt the man chuckle by his side, and his blush became stronger.

A month went by and professor Hatake Kakashi still sat by his side twice every weekend. At first, things were extremely uncomfortable, but Sasuke for some reason began to enjoy it. He was not sure why, but that men's presence brought some sensations that he couldn't identify until he had his first dream with him.

Oh yeah, dreams… Greatly, extremely, powerfully pleasant dreams. Luckily Sasuke didn't share a room neither at college nor at home because he was sure he made noises during his pleasure filled sleep. It was amazing, though, how he was managing to hide it from Kakashi.

Of course, the professor seemed so bored and uninterested for the world that there was a high chance that he never noticed anything. Still, Sasuke made his best to not allow him to find his… interest. He wouldn't call it crush, or passion or anything that suggested feelings because it was merely physical. The only reason why the silver haired didn't leave his mind was sexual frustration, and that was all. He didn't even know the guy.

Then why did he began to look for Kakashi when he walked through the halls?

"Nothing special. If I had my fantasy turned real than I would have forgotten about it already." He said to himself as he made himself comfortable at the bus, waiting patiently for the late professor to arrive.

As usual, Kakashi came in late. But this time there was something different. He had no book in his hand.

'What? The collection is over?' Sasuke wondered. He was sure it was a collection since it was never the same book. Yes, he noticed it – and although he didn't admit, he even read it from the corner of his eyes.

Kakashi walked to the back, offered him a smile and took his seat. Sasuke discretely watched him and inhaled the scent that emanated from him. The most manly and dominant scent ever, he had to add.

That day it would be harder to pretend he was not observing. It was much easier to watch when the book was there.

"Some people are changing their routines, these two last weeks we've been alone at the back of the bus." Kakashi suddenly said, glancing through the window as the bus was on move.

"Yeah." It was all that Sasuke answered. In deed, the two girls the usually sat at the other side and the guys that were usually in front of them hadn't been taking that bus, but Sasuke was not really surprised. They were new at the university and usually took a few months for people to choose their best hour to leave, as he had been doing that for a couple of years he had long ago settled his routine.

Still, why the observation? Kakashi never talked and neither did he. Was that a sign for conversation? Probably not since nothing else was spoken after. It would probably be an awkward journey… and to make it worse, he had forgotten his mp3.

Now, was just Sasuke or Kakashi's leg was very close to his? So close that they sometimes brushed as the bus made curves.

"Are you quiet in all situations, Sasuke?"

He knew his name! How the hell he knew his name?!

He simply nodded, as to prove he was, very amused that Kakashi knew his name and surprised at the weird choice of words.

"Good."

Good? What did he mean by that?

Suddenly something hot and wet ran through his neck, and as Sasuke noticed that Kakashi's tongue was making it's way to his ear he understood the reason for that question. Well, he certainly wouldn't make a sound.

Slowly, a hot breath traced a path until their mouths connected in a heated kiss. It took all of Sasuke's self control to not sit at Kakashi's lap, specially when he felt a hand snickering beneath his shirt.

"Let's see how quiet you can be." Kakashi whispered in his ear, sucking it.

"Probably more than you." It was Sasuke's turn to whisper, taking the opportunity to lick his neck. That would be an interesting journey, with no doubts.

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Of course I'll interrupt the lemon here, you know I don't have many experience at writing lemon scenes, which is why I decided to practice it in this fic. But you will have to wait for the next chapter for that.

Thank you for reading.