Author's Note: Okay, this is my first Naruto fic ever. This will be a Kakashi x Sakura fic with Naruto x Hinata. It will be rated M for good reasons like language, adult themes, and sexuality of course, which appears in the first chapter, like right at the beginning. I should also mention that it will be AU, taking place in college rather than the Naruto universe. Meaning, none of them are ninjas in this sorry in advance. I would also like to mention that I am sorry if anyone is out of character, I guess that comes along with moving the characters from their normal world to another hm? It will be told primarliy from Sakura's point of view, just to avoid confusion with changing point of views. I also appologize if it starts out kind of slow. Future chapters will be more centered on her growing relationship with Kakashi, that is if you guys like it and want me to continue. This is just an introductory chapter and most of the main characters will have minor roles I guess. I think I have covered everything. So enjoy!

EDIT: Thank you to Norikoko who pointed out that Hinata's name had been mispelled!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or its characters. I also do not own the title of the story; it belongs to the Beatles.

She's Leaving Home

Chapter One

"Are you sure?" he asked as he poised himself above me, his strange bi- colored eyes boring into mine as his hand rested on my thigh the other beside my head. I could get lost in those ebony and sanguine hues for hours. My breathing hitched as I made an attempt to answer him.

"Y-Yes," I gasped as his hand slid up my exposed thigh some. Not that this movement had much effect on my decision, that first day of class had already made up my mind.

He pressed his covered lips to my neck, the soft material of the black mask he always wore caressing the skin as I pressed a hand to his chest and tangled the other in his gray locks. His calloused hand continued to move up my thigh to a warmer and ultimately more secret area. I had no intention of stopping him or myself for that matter.

Wait, maybe I should explain what I'm doing with my professor, well not the actual act of course, but how we got there. Because I am certain that having sex with your professor isn't something that happens all the time. Since that is the case, let me take you back to the night before I was supposed to leave for the university I would be attending.

X

"Sakura! This is really goodbye isn't it?" My friend, Ino Yamanaka, asked as she slumped against me at the table we were seated at with our closest friends and members of our graduating class. Her blond ponytail fell behind her shoulder to hit mine as she shut her eyes.

"Yes," I sighed as I in turn rested my head on hers, setting my cup on the table in front of me. The agreement between us would be to go to different schools, well not really an agreement, but that was how it worked out. She would be attending a school on the far side of the town while I would be attending a school in the next city.

"We will still see each other right?"

"Yes," I answered again, although I wasn't really sure. In high school and over the summer we saw each other every day, but this would be college. Who knew really? "Probably on the weekends."

"What about me?" Naruto asked, well practically yelled, sloshing the contents of his drink on the table and the floor; his trademark grin overtaking his features as he turned to face us. I sighed. Naruto Uzumaki would be attending the same school as me, though I really had no clue why. I had rather hoped that my long-term crush Sasuke would be attending instead.

"I will see you too," I said, offering him a rather strained smile. Naruto was a loudmouth and sometimes annoying, but he was my friend and would probably be one of my only familiar faces at this new school. "Probably all the time." It would be my luck that he would probably have all my classes too.

"Good," he smiled, moving around the table to throw his arms around us in a friendly hug, in the end spilling the rest of his drink on Ino. She smacked his blond head to make him move away. He was used to it, since probably childhood, having grown up around all of us.

"What about you Sasuke?" I asked. I had been unable to keep my eyes off him all night. Sasuke Uchiha was in my house, at my hosted end of the summer party, and I was calm. That was an almost impossible feat of steel nerves.

"Sure," he answered in that detached and smooth manner of his. Inwardly I sighed, because I so rarely received an answer from him. He was that cool guy, the one that everyone either loved or hated or maybe a mix of loving to hate him. He had divided me and Ino for a while in school, as we both had terrible crushes on him.

His drink remained untouched on the table, his elbows propped up on the table with his interlaced fingers beneath his chin; his face pulled into a smile-less and concentrated expression. He always looked like that though, for nearly as long as I could remember. It was part of the bad boy appeal. Part of me wished that his answer was true, but the other half argued that I would probably never see him again.

That was how the second phase of school was meant to end; you were supposed to be moving on with your life, getting ready to get a job or go back for more training, or even start a family in some cases. The comrades you had in the second phase would be busy, just like you and you were almost expected to grow apart and make new friends.

Not that I wasn't excited to finally be continuing my education to get a job as a doctor, just that I was a little afraid of leaving my friends behind. Even as silly or as lazy or as strong as they all were, I would miss them and the time we had spent together.

"Sakura, is something wrong?" Ino asked as she turned to look me straight in the eyes.

"No," I lied; I guessed that my thoughts had transferred to my facial expressions.

"Okay," she consented; but she knew as well as I did that I wasn't okay. That was part of being best friends. Giving me a friendly wink, she addressed Sasuke. "So what are you intending to do?" she asked in the best sultry voice that she could manage.

"Study of course," he stated, shrugging his shoulders. Ever since his brother, Itachi, had murdered his family, Sasuke had never quite been the same. It gave him that pretty boy angst to boot.

But under all of that, I really worried about his sanity. He had been unnaturally calm towards us, no more cut off than usual. The event had happened when we were probably still in elementary school or maybe just in middle school. It had been so long and so traumatic for everyone that parts of it had disappeared from my short-term memory.

He never wanted to talk about it with anyone and I couldn't blame him. But I could not stop myself from wanting him to open up to at least me about it. He needed to speak to someone about it.

I figured that he would probably become a police officer, as his father had been, or study law if nothing else. But he never told any of us what his plans were. He kept them as guarded as everything else.

I found myself sighing as I propped my head up with my palm. It was then that I realized Ino and Naruto were laughing at me, as they did all through middle and high school. I blushed the color of my hair before I gave a half-hearted chase after Naruto. All he did was hide behind his girlfriend, Hinata Hyuuga. I thought the poor girl was going to faint.

They were a cute couple sure, but they were direct opposites. Naruto was exceptionally loud and bold whereas Hinata was exceptionally quiet and shy. She had crushed on Naruto for as long as I could remember, finally getting his attention, somehow. Not that Hinata was an ugly girl or anything; she is very attractive, just too quiet.

Of course, her crush had ended better for her than it had for me. Sasuke still had no clue that I had any sort of feeling for him. Or maybe he did and just wasn't acting on it. Either way, it was driving me to the point of madness. Maybe college wouldn't be so bad. I needed to focus all of my strength into something worthwhile anyway; like becoming a doctor.

"Naruto, come out from behind Hinata or else I'll have to make you," I said. Hinata paled and shut her eyes, falling against Naruto. "Oh Hinata I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" I said as I rushed forward 

to help him with her. He held her against him easily, encircling her small frame with his arms as he tried to wake her. He planted a gentle kiss on her cheek and she blinked at him.

"Naruto?" she asked.

"Yes," he smiled. When he looked at her, it was the only time I didn't see him as a complete goofball. He was actually kind and normal around her. I was pretty sure that they were deep in love and that was great. But I was still alone. I mean, they were the only couple I knew, but their tenderness just added to my own angst.

Leaving them to their special moment, I surveyed the room to see everyone that we knew laughing and having a good time.

Tenten was arguing with everyone around her providing her feminist views on life, though I couldn't ignore the strange looks that Neji Hyuuga was giving her as he spoke with Rock Lee. She would probably be a political activist and Neji would somehow fall in love with her.

Shikamaru Nara was playing a game with Choji Akimichi, who was eating about anything around him. Shino Aburame, Kiba Inuzuka, and his dog Akamaru were nearby, but mostly watching everyone else. Kiba took that dog everywhere, well except school, but Akamaru was perfectly obedient and waited outside for his master.

Even Sai was speaking, sort of, to Ino. He reminded me somewhat of Sasuke. The difference between him and Sasuke was that Sai actually tried to fit in with us and make friends, whereas Sasuke seemed to want to get rid of them. He was another boy that Naruto had won over. He was kind of a newcomer to our group. Sai is an exceptional artist though; his paintings seem to jump right off the page. We figured he would probably end up at some kind of art school if nothing else.

The three sort of outcast siblings of our school, that we had befriended in a way, were seated or standing around the room. Gaara, the youngest, was eying Naruto and Hinata. I knew that he and Naruto were odd kind of friends. At first, Gaara hated everyone, but Naruto being his goofy self, won him over as well. His older siblings were already out of school.

Temari was trying to get Shikamaru to speak to her even going so far as to try and sit on his lap, but he was ignoring her as usual; she was the oldest of the three. I figured that she liked him by the way that she was always trying to get him to pay attention to her and wasn't doing it just to irritate him. Shikamaru only commented to me that she reminded him too much of his mother.

Kankuro was just standing alone, but away from Gaara. I knew that he had trouble getting along with his younger brother and that their family had some problems with control. But Kankuro was nice enough. I felt kind of sorry for him standing there all alone with no one to talk to, but Gaara leaned over and said something in a hushed tone, the pair of them exchanging weak smiles.

But there I was, Sakura Haruno just turned eighteen months before, and I was surrounded by my friends. But for how long?

Sure, I had tonight, but what about tomorrow night? Tomorrow was my first day of college. I would be riding the bus there and back for my classes so that I could live at home as long as possible.

I was surrounded by love and comfort in many different forms. Security. I would have to enjoy it as long as I could. And enjoy it I did. I played the part of a normal teenage girl, just hanging out with her friends. For a while, the depression I had been experiencing left me so that I could interact with everyone, like the hostess I was supposed to be.

But as curfews go, one by one and some in pairs, they all left, well save Ino, Naruto, and Hinata. Even Sasuke had left without as much as a goodbye. I could not help but feel crushed, though I tried my hardest not to show it. I should have known better than to expect goodbye from him though.

"So, tomorrow we will all be honorary college students," Ino smiled tiredly. They had stayed and helped me clean up the party before my parents fussed. That had been our agreement in the first place. They would let me have it if my friends did not trash the place. The only one in danger of trashing the place was Naruto but Hinata kept him in check.

"Yeah," Naruto laughed as he playfully elbowed me in the side.

"I'm scared," Hinata told us, her voice just barely above a whisper.

"Don't be scared Hinata, I'll be there and so will Sakura," Naruto smiled as he held her protectively and kissed the top of her dark head. I would have been lying if I had said I wasn't just a tiny bit jealous of them. I am only human after all.

"Yeah, don't worry," I tried to smile. "We'll be there for you."

"I am going to miss hanging out with you guys all the time," Ino said with a sad smile.

"We'll just have to try and make time," I said. "And there is always texting," I laughed.

"Right, right." We all stood there awkwardly, the time being well past midnight. While we all should have been resting up for school in the morning, none of us wanted the night to end.

"So, we'll see you in the morning," Naruto said to me. "I have to get Hinata home before her guardian freaks," he smiled lazily. I knew he really didn't care what Hinata's guardian wanted but was doing it for Hinata. "See you on the weekend Ino. Best of luck!" He gave her a thumbs up as she gave him a hug, well as best she could without causing Hinata to faint again. The couple walked out to Naruto's piece of shit car and left just me and Ino standing in the dark in front of my house.

"You know, I'm going to miss you," she told me, her voice taking on a serious tone.

"I'm going to be so lost without you," I confessed with a small laugh, shaking my pink locks into my face. Many people assumed that I was a rebel with my unusual hair color, but the truth was that it was natural with some help. My hair had been a very prominent strawberry blond that I made sharper as I grew older, choosing to relish in my strange looks.

"We will keep in contact though," she said firmly, giving my hand a small squeeze. "I have to tell you about all of the cute boys I'm going to meet," she smiled. That was Ino for you, always thinking of the guys. Only one guy was on my mind at that moment and I couldn't help but feel a little pathetic. I guess my emotions showed through again or she knew we that well, because she continued. "Hey, don't let Sasuke get you down okay? You'll meet someone nice and forget all about him alright?"

I nodded, at that moment not feeling convinced. If only I had known. I gave her a small smile.

"If not, I'll play matchmaker for you or beat the Uchiha's ass alright?" She put her arms around me and gave me a tight hug.

"Alright," I laughed.

"Good girl." We stayed that way for a moment or two. "I love you Sakura and best of luck. You'll do fine."

"I love you too Ino. Best of luck to you, though you hardly need it," I told her back. After a few more good-byes to her car, I was left alone to stare at the partial moon in the sky.

What a beautiful moon it was, but lonely. I sighed as I thrusted my hands in the pockets of my shorts and headed into my house. The neighborhood was surprisingly quiet that night and I should have been right asleep, but my mind was excessively awake with all of my fears for tomorrow.

I rolled over trying to get comfortable as I tried to quiet my mind. I knew what kind of classes I had and when they would be. I was of course nervous about finding them. I would have your standard freshman classes like English and Biology.

I had a total of five classes, two every other day and three between then: English, Biology, Math, History, and Political Science, all on the basic levels. As I lay awake, I wondered how my professors would be. I had not met any of them only knowing their names on my schedule for last two months of summer.

I wondered how my classmates would be and if I had any classes with Naruto or Hinata. The way that Naruto was keeping his a secret, I figured he had at least one with me, and probably Hinata too, as she blushed and looked faint when questioned.

The summer had been fun, most of us finding things to do in groups and trying to soak up as much company as we could. I felt that I had grown over the summer too, in appearances.

At least I hoped I had as I needed all the self confidence I could get. I had spent a lot of time working out, shaping up my body to be in peak form, my feminine muscles rippling just under my pale skin. My pink hair had grown to just around my shoulders; I had even let Ino start trying to straighten it. That was trying, as in it only worked half the time.

I was a tomboy at heart, but decided that it might be nice to try something else for the fall semester. Ino was trying to help as well.

She always had guys adoring her where as I was always beating guys up it seemed; but only because they would say something stupid and mostly degrading to me; even, as much as I hated to admit it, Sasuke. But I could never hit him like I did the others; him being the object of affection for me.

I had already picked out my outfit for tomorrow, well technically today if I looked at the clock. Shorts and a tank-top were the best way to stay cool and make a simple impression. My books were all ready along with several extra copies of my schedule; because I was paranoid I would lose the original.

I would have Biology first thing in the morning and then English in the afternoon; classes starting at ten thirty. The Biology I was excited about of course, wanting to enter the medical profession, but the English was scaring me before I even set foot in the classroom.

From my short tour of the school when I registered, classes would be anywhere from twenty to thirty people. Not quite the dramatic and impersonal structure I found myself fearing. My thoughts eventually drifted to Sasuke and all the time I had spent admiring him as I fell asleep.

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The angry buzzing of my alarm prompted me from a deep sleep with dreams involving naughty things with Sasuke and I rolled over to slap the snooze button. I felt so worn out from hardly sleeping and just wanted five extra minutes of shut eye.

However, when I looked at the time, I realized that five extra minutes could mean the difference between me being on time to class and making a bad impression on my first day. I jumped out of my bed, hastily making it as I ran for the shower.

It would seem that my parents had already left for work and I had the house to myself. I showered quickly, trying to save time, before I jumped out and made a hasty attempt to dry off. If I wasn't careful, I was in danger of breaking something, most likely my neck.

I tugged my clothes over my semi-damp body as I raced to eat breakfast consisting of a cereal bar and drinking from the carton as I tried to dry my hair and get all of my supplies together.

Both my English and biology books weighed several pounds apiece I would have assumed, in addition to the folders to write in and just normal items in my purse and backpack.

Before I hurried from the house, I made sure that I had everything I needed and had left nothing behind as I headed at a breakneck speed for the bus. My parents had found that bus travel would be ultimately cheaper if not safer way for me to travel back and forth between home and school.

I didn't mind the bus so much. Naruto and Hinata would probably be taking it like me anyway, as Naruto's car would never make it to the city and back. I sank onto the seat under the covered designated waiting area and breathed a huge sigh of relief that I had just made it.

I didn't have long to rest there as the bus pulled up and I had to board. I tried not to make much eye contact with anyone as I paid and found a seat. The ride would be longer than an average around the town, but I was looking forward to trying to get my head together.

The scenery of our picturesque town soon changed into the bold skyscrapers of the city and I could not ignore my own hitched breathing. Soon, I would be on campus and that would make everything I had been worrying about over the summer more real.

The bus driver called out my designated stop for the college and I shakily stepped off, the harsh exhaust filling my lungs as I clutched my Biology book nervously. I could see the campus in sight, tons of students already milling around.

I looked for the goofy yellow-orange and black jacket that Naruto was probably wearing. It was like finding Waldo. He and Hinata were sitting near the entrance of the main building, obviously looking for me. One of them must have spotted me first because Naruto started waving like a madman.

I ignored the strange stares of the other students and staff as I headed for them, keeping my eyes mostly on the ground. Already, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. I stole a moment to glance at my cell phone and realize that I had twenty minutes before Biology started.

"There you are Sakura!" Naruto yelled. I stood in front of him and Hinata. She was looking extremely pale this morning. I was sure that I was too. "Are you excited?" he asked. "You school nerd," he teased. Although I knew he was teasing, I couldn't help but take some offense.

Rather than argue and cause a scene, I answered his question with a simple 'yes.' "What about you Hinata? Are you ready for your classes?"

"Y-yes," she stumbled.

"Sakura, you have English today right?" Naruto asked with a sly grin, the strange whisker-like scars on his face twisting a little with the movement.

"Yeah," I answered, wondering what he was getting at. "Why?"

"We do too," he informed me, pointing to himself and Hinata. At least I would not be alone to endure a subject that I was no good at.

"Excellent," I smiled. Naruto and I made small talk as I waited a little while before looking for my class. It was supposed to be in the main building and not too far from my English class.

I felt like I was going to vomit, but suppressed it with a deep breathing exercise and telling myself that everything was going to be just fine. Stopping in the hall for a second, I let my mind clear and suddenly it seemed easier to find the classroom.

I made it just in time to find a seat near the front all alone at a lab table. Before the professor closed the door, a few more students entered and took the table with me. They were all males and looked to be in their twenties. They ignored me for the most part.

The Biology professor was a woman, probably in her forties? She introduced herself but insisted that we call her only by Professor. She looked exceptionally intelligent and wise. I liked her instantly as she commented on my name when she called role.

For today, it was just the normal things like going over the syllabus and objectives of the class. I was certain that I would excel, having some background and high marks in science. I left the class in a better mood than I had entered with.

"How did things go in there?" Naruto asked as he and Hinata shared some of their lunch with me. I had forgotten all about lunch in my haste to leave the house.

"Better than expected," I smiled, proceeding to tell them about the class. Naruto, in turn told me about the History class he and Hinata had. It seemed that Hinata liked the class while Naruto found it boring. I was not surprised in the least. "Please don't tell me you're going to sleep through English too," I said.

"I'll see how it starts," he grumbled. Now I think I had figured out why Naruto was at school. It was because of Hinata. She shyly told me some about the History class, the professor sounding exactly like the type that you would think would teach history, old and uncaring.

Nothing would have prepared us for the English teacher though, which is who most of this story is about.

The three of us left the common area early in search of the class and good seats. The English room was different from the Biology one in that some of the desks were on risers only going up to three at the most.

We took seats at the front, dragging Naruto so that he would be sure to stay awake or at least come up with more creative napping tactics. Either way he would have to use his brain more than usual.

I fumbled with my pencil as we watched more students pile in, talking excitedly amongst themselves. Most of the girls seemed to be talking about some guy and the name sounded familiar. It didn't occur to me to check my schedule. The guys of the classroom were complaining about the guy the girls were whispering about and I had to wonder if he was one of those jock-types by the way they were speaking.

Nervously, I glanced at my cell phone to see that it was ten minutes after the class was due to start. Was the teacher always late? Had something happened? Were we in the right room? I kept a calm face as we waited.

Twenty minutes passed and everyone was starting to get uncomfortable when the door opened.

It was in that moment, when he walked in the room, that I realized my life was about to change, as cheesy and probably cliché as that may sound.

From his feet up, he was dressed in plain black slacks with unpolished dress shoes. He wore a black button down long sleeve shirt, leaving some of the buttons undone at the top.

But it was his face that really made the room erupt into fiery whispers.

On the lower portion of his face, he wore a black mask made of some light material. It covered his neck all the way to the bridge of his nose. His left eye was covered with an eye patch, leaving his right exposed. Some of his strangely gray strands of hair were pushed back with the strap from the eye patch. His face was young which made me wonder about his hair. It was spiky and stuck out in many directions.

He kept one hand in his pocket as the other held open an orange book. The title of the book he was reading so openly made me blush some, because it kind of reminded me of the dream I had about Sasuke. He flipped a page as he waited for the class to settle down before regarding us with his exposed eye.

He had a lazy expression and it was hard to know if he was smiling or frowning under that mask. Hinata, Naruto, and I all shared a questioning look as we waited for him to introduce himself. He was mysterious and unlike any other professor that I had ever seen walking around today or had even tried to picture.

But it was that mysteriousness, like Sasuke, that kept me intrigued by him. He was actually rather good looking, and any thought of the Uchiha I had, was pushed aside. This man was a professor? I didn't know they could be so- I didn't even allow myself to finish the thought. He was going to be my English professor after all.

"Good afternoon class," he started his voice smooth as he assessed us. I could feel his calculating gaze rest on me and probably my odd hair. I continued fumbling with my pencil and looking down, as if I didn't know. At his words, the whispering percentage of the class had fallen silent; waiting. "I am your English 101 professor, Kakashi Hatake."

The room erupted into more whispering and it became obvious that this teacher had some kind of reputation I had somehow missed. He was obviously used to all the talk for he frowned and waited for the class to give him their attention again.

"For the next sixteen weeks you will be under my care, doing exactly as I say if you want to pass this class. That includes reading all of your material as there will be a quiz at the beginning of each class. Today, there will be an essay, written with the remaining time. I should not have to tell you how an essay looks. If you fail to complete the essay in the given time, then you might as well not come back.

The topic is why you are taking this particular class. If you do not have a better reason than, it is required or my advisor signed me up, then you may leave now as I am not the teacher for you." He 

obviously expected some students to walk out because he left the door wide open. He was right; several of the loud males from earlier left. "I'm not going to bother taking role today as I find it a waste of my time learning the names of people I will probably never see again. The rest of you, begin work. You have fifty minutes." With that, he flipped open the dirty book and took his seat at the desk.

I gulped as writing essays was something I had never been very good with. I pulled out a sheet of paper and began working, trying to keep my nerves at a standstill and my head clear. I used the reason that I was continuing my education and wrote what I hoped was an impressive essay.

"Five minutes," he said, lazily. I glanced up just in time to see him glace down, or so I thought. Maybe it was completely wishful thinking. Either way, I put the finishing touches on the paper and waited. I kept my head down to avoid looking at him. His class was going to be a challenge.

"Time," he called. One big sigh seemed to come from the whole classroom. I released a breath I wasn't aware I was holding. "Place your completed essays on the edge of the desk. If you finished then you should be exchanging the essay for a copy of the syllabus. If you do not give me anything, then please leave. In this class you will be expected to work under pressure and that includes being able to write an essay in less than an hour." More of the class just walked out, a mix of both male and female. Hinata, Naruto, and I waited to be the last ones to turn ours in, wanting to avoid being crushed by the rest of the split class.

"Now listen here," Naruto started with him. Hinata looked like she was going to faint and I wasn't so sure that I was completely steady either. "I have something to prove to everyone at this university and you won't scare me off so easily," he grinned, slamming his essay on the small pile. Professor Kakashi just stared at him.

"Alright then," was all he said as Naruto grabbed a copy of the syllabus after turning in Hinata's things. She shakily held the paper and I wondered if she would do okay in this class. I was very aware that I was the last one in the room and that he was staring at me.

"Oh sorry, here," I said, a weak smile on my face. He took the paper, glancing it over as I took one of the syllabi like the others.

"Sakura Haruno?" he asked as he looked at me. Something about the way he said my name sent chills up my spine, but they were good ones.

"Yes?" I asked, wondering if he was going to throw me out.

"Nice name," he commented, still holding the paper.

"Thank you," I said, feeling awkward. I walked out as fast as I could, meeting Hinata and Naruto outside. Much to Hinata's relief I exchanged some words with him on teacher etiquette as we walked to the bus stop.

But Kakashi didn't leave my mind; it twisted around him with all sorts of questions about his past and strange teaching method. I had to wonder if the comment on my name was just because I was the last one in class or if he really thought so.

Sasuke had been completely pushed from my mind for the time being and I seemed distracted the rest of the night to everyone who came in contact with me. I read the syllabus for his class several times through but it gave me no clue as to who he was or what he was like. I guessed I would find out in time.

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