A/n: I like college fics, though I haven't read that many, so I decided to do one of my own. I'm pretty sure it's different though if someone has seen this idea before please let me know. I hate when people copy other people's work so copying somebody's work would make me a hypocrite and I'm not a hypocrite. Be kind about it. As always with these type of fics the contents involve man x man action so if you don't like it don't read it. This is a SasuNaru fic, purely out of entertainment, so no flames. The ratings will go up as the story develops. There will be full lemon scenes included, just so you know, you have been warned.

Also, me and my friends have this thing where if you're gonna do something it's better to apologize instead of asking for permission to do it. So that's where I got the title. Anyway, thank you for reading and please review!

Disclaimer: Masashi Kishimoto owns Naruto. I don't…(runs away crying).

Warning(s): None though you should expect a little foul language in later chapters, it's a bad habit of mine. I've made it my new year's resolution not to curse. Shit. I mean…shoot…

Better to Apologize

It was the first day of college for freshman Naruto Uzumaki who by an unfortunate twist of fate was right now sitting at the very back of an auditorium-like classroom waiting for his ENGL 1101 class to begin. He cursed the system and its forsaken privileges which allowed the rich and smart to sign up for classes first followed by the poor and smart, the athletes on scholarship, the regular students, the regular students on HOPE scholarship, Pell Grant students and finally the unblessed poor--his social status. Obviously, there were hardly any classes left by the time he had gotten the chance to register. He had to speak with several teachers so they could add him to their attendance sheets themselves. Some had no problem in doing so but others straight out refused.

In the end he was granted permission for an 1101 Math course, though the teacher wasn't so well spoken of, he had no choice. He was able to sign up for an 1101 Sociology and a 2100 Arithmetic as there were more than enough spaces available (the reason was a no-contest). He was allowed admittance to a Physics 1112 with a lab he was sure would kick his ass as he wasn't a science person, he decided he'd settle with an average passing grade, a D maybe a low C, if he worked hard enough. Then the English Literature course which he didn't want to take but was right now waiting to begin. He had made sure his seat was at the very end in case he needed a shut-eye. Eight o'clock in the morning for a course like this was just plain cruel. Though he couldn't complain. It was better than nothing.

"This seat taken?" Naruto looked up sharply and a well-put man a little older than he with pale skin and dark coal hair, holding on to several books, came to view. Wow, he couldn't help letting his eyes roam through the nicely toned and proportioned body, the milky arms and legs, the well taught chest beneath his stark white dress up shirt, the mysterious masculine scent he carried and the beautiful features of his face. This man was flawless.

"N-No," Naruto shook his head clumsily and the guy took the seat right beside him noiselessly while Naruto fidgeted on his to try and clear up some space.

"New here?" the guy asked in a deep monotone tone and Naruto gave a lopsided smile.

"Yeah. You?"

"I've been around," the man fixed his stuff on the student desk. "You like Literature?" he arched a dark finely trimmed brow. Naruto scrunched up his nose in disgust.

"Not really. It's requirement to take at least two English courses for the undergraduate programs. I'm getting this one out of the way. There weren't many classes leftover you know," he explained. He could've sworn he saw a faint smirk cross the other's features but it was gone so fast he didn't have enough time to assure himself.

"Hn," the man jerked out his left arm so the sleeve of his blouse rolled up towards the upper part of his forearm and he could read the time on his silver watch. "Professor's late," he commented devoid of emotion. Naruto stretched his arms lazily.

"He's got a minute or two. Though the later he is the better," he grinned sheepishly. At this the man locked his eyes on him.

"How so?"

"Well," Naruto dropped his arms abruptly. "Class's got to finish in 55 minutes anyway right? He can't go over the time no matter how late he is," he explained carefully as if explaining a complicated mathematical equation. The man beside him furrowed his brows unimpressed.

"I guess so. What's your name?"

"Naruto. Naruto Uzumaki," he stretched out a hand which the guy shook only once before letting go as if infected with invisible germs. "Yours is?"

"You'll know in a minute," the guy was right out smirking this time and Naruto was baffled. What was he smirking about? Did he have to do so in such a sexy manner?

"Huh?" the sound escaped Naruto before he could stop it. The guy chuckled now.

"Welcome to class Mr. Uzumaki," he stood and took step by step until reaching the platform right in front of the classroom. "Alright people let's begin," he called loud and serious enough for everyone to stop conversation abruptly. "My name is Sasuke Uchiha. I'll be your English Literature professor for the course. I'm 24 years old. I am not tactful. I am not generous. I do not sympathize with those of you here solely because this class is a requirement. You can leave now, I'll drop you, no harm done, otherwise I'll make your life a living hell," his eyes locked specifically on Naruto no matter how far away he was. Naruto gulped. This was a nightmare. This did not just happen! "We will cover Literature from the year 1700 to the present. So Pope, Swift, Johnson, Blake, Wordsworth, Coleridge, Keats, Tennyson, Arnold, Browning, Yeats, Woolf, and Joyce. Lateness will earn you a tight spot on my shitlist. You're late twice I will drop you automatically. The books for the class are online. Syllabi will be distributed by both of my TA's. If you have questions take it up with them. I will see you Wednesday 8 o'clock sharp." The room was quiet as a tomb. Sasuke liked the effect he had on this particular class especially the nervous blonde wreck sitting at the end of the classroom trying to hide from shame to no avail. "Good. Dismissed," he sat on his desk and began to shuffle through papers. Naruto was paralyzed on his seat. He wasn't a quitter, enough people knew that, but he wasn't a masochist either. This guy was gonna chew his balls and feed them to the dogs! He needed to start off with a good GPA it was the reason he had chosen such easy classes to begin with.

"He's a hard-ass," he heard a girl say behind him as students shuffled through to exit the classroom.

"He is," her girl friend agreed. "I heard only 15 percent of his class got A's last semester."

"That's pretty low. You think our tests will be cumulative?"

"I hope not. God he's so…"

"HOT" both girls squealed at the same time then left in a giggling frenzy. Naruto swallowed hard. He had declared himself gay at the beginning of his junior high year and knew fellow declared when he saw them. This guy was not straight. He was close to certain about that, there was always the chance he was married to a woman or what not, but he seriously doubted it with this one. Not as uptight as he was.

"You want to talk to me?" Naruto shook his head as if coming out of a daze. He looked around him realizing he was the only student left within the classroom therefore, Mr. or Dr. or whatever he could call him Uchiha had obviously spoken to him. He swung his backpack over his shoulder so the bag rested on his back and shot to his feet hurrying towards the desk.

"You tricked me!" he accused in a huff. Sasuke smirked and leaned back on his chair letting his elbows rest on the arms of the chair while he brought entangled hands to his lips.

"How so?"

"How so!?" Naruto bellowed. "You pretended you were a student you treacherous bastard--"

"Careful now," Sasuke let his brow arch with arrogantly. "I'm a professor in this institution," he stated and if Naruto wasn't mistaken the guy was amused by the whole situation.

"I could get you arrested for this!" Naruto pointed a finger at him.

"What would the charges be, Mr. Uzumaki?" Sasuke asked defiantly. Naruto narrowed his bright blue eyes at him which could be quite distracting Sasuke had to admit. The orange-tinned man before him wasn't half bad looking. He had a nice compact body to go with such strange but striking facial structure and it was here Sasuke wondered about the scars on his cheeks making a mental note to ask him about them someday…if he didn't drop. Sasuke hardly ever instigated the act of checking a guy out, guys usually checked him out and that was that. Yet with Naruto Uzumaki standing so angry and flushed before him he was having a hard time containing himself. His student was rather appealing. There was no doubt about that.

"You should spend less time worrying about trivial matters such as this. I will fail you if you don't make an effort to pass this class. End of story," Sasuke got to his feet swiftly.

"That's not fair!" Naruto demanded noticing their height difference. His teacher was a head and a half taller than him. "You…you're……you're biased--"

Sasuke snorted. "Biased?" he almost let 'idiot' slip out only he was wise enough to hold it in. Students didn't usually stir such emotions in him, they didn't stir any emotions at all, only the ones that knew exactly what buttons to press. Naruto seemed oblivious to the fact that he knew his way around the young professor maybe too well for his own good.

"Are you gonna fail me?" Naruto went from utterly angry to worth pitying and Sasuke furrowed his brows in dislike. Worth pitying? The word 'pity' was not part of his very extensive vocabulary. But why did he feel the sudden urge to give him a chance? "Please, just tell me. I can't start off the year with bad grades. It's not good for my GPA. I'm on probation as it is," the beautiful depths of ocean that were his eyes turned to the floor pleadingly leaving Sasuke to stare at the mess of short spiky blonde hair.

"I'm afraid that all depends on you, Uzumaki. Come to class, keep up with the readings and prepare for tests. You'll get what you want in spite of me. I can't fail you if you try," he stated simply their shoulders brushing as he walked past the student. Naruto sighed.

"Damn it…" starting the year and already it didn't seem as "easy" as he had portrayed…

End of Prologue. Chapter 1 will be out soon! Believe it or not this teacher incognito thing really did happen! How horrible! That's why I always remember to speak as if even walls can hear me. So yeah, anyway, reviews would be nice... I'll be done with Ch.1 sometime between this week and next probably. Thanks for reading!

Dom.