Chapter 1: Surprise!

Birds chirped. A dog barked off in the distance. None of these things seemed to matter to Kakashi who was walking the streets of Konoha. His face was buried in a book with a bright orange cover that read Icha Icha. Most people saw this book as porn, but the man would argue to no end that it was romance. He flipped a page as a soft warm breeze tousled his silver locks. A couple of kids ran past causing his one exposed eye to glance up from his entertainment.

"Humph~" the man hummed returning his attention back to his book.

He was on his way to one of his old student's apartments to discuss some very urgent matters. It was the first time that he will be visiting her place. It didn't take too long for him to arrive since she lived relatively close to him. Raising a hand, he knocked waiting for a response. Sighing into his mask, Kakashi knocked again and pocketed his book.

"Sakura. Are you home?" the male called out.

Not hearing a response, Kakashi tried the door knob giving it a jiggle to find that the door opened.

"Humph~ She really should lock the door," Kakashi mumbled to himself.

Not thinking, he walked through the door and looked around. Having nothing else to do, the silver haired male allowed himself to settle in. Scanning the kitchen, he saw a pot with some tea leaves in it. There wasn't much left causing him to hum in thought. It wasn't right for him to use up the last bit of Sakura's tea.

"Hhaaa~," the man sighed turning around and exiting the apartment, "Maybe I'll just buy a little at least." Kakashi was quite a cheapo.

Closing the door, he walked to the nearest market looking for Sakura's favorite tea. It took a few minutes but he finally found it. Looking at the difference in prices, the ninja exhaled grabbing the biggest bag they had. Might as well spoil her when he had the chance. Making his way to the counter, a book caught his eye.

"WHAT!? SINCE WHEN DID THEY RELEASE A NEW BOOK!?" Kakashi danced and obsessed over the new Icha Icha book that was sitting on the shelf.

"Sir, would you please keep it down," An employee droned.

Grabbing the book, Kakashi made his way over to the counter and made the purchases. Finding himself back in the apartment, he refilled the tea holder and put the rest of the bag on the counter rolled up. Grabbing the tea pot he started filling it. Making his way over to the stove, Kakashi hit his foot against and chair spilling water all over himself. Grumbling, he took off his shirt and mask laying them out to dry as the pot refilled with water. Moving more carefully this time, he put the pot on the stove to boil. Using a towel, he started mopping the floor up. The pot whistled as Kakashi tossed the towel to the side. Pouring himself a cup, he sat at the table picking up the newspaper that was there. The man was tired of squinting so he grabbed a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on before going back to the paper. Only several minutes had passed before he heard the door open but didn't look up knowing who it was.

Sakura had just gotten off of work with a graveyard shift at the hospital. She stumbled back to her house wanting nothing more than a cup of her tea and to curl up on her couch to nap.

"Ugh~ It's been such a long-"Sakura was cut off as she was met with the sight of Kakashi sitting in her kitchen.

It wouldn't have bothered her so much but this time was much, much different. He was shirtless… but most of all Kakashi was mask-less. She had spent so many years wondering about what could possibly be hidden beneath that piece of fabric. And here it was in its full glory. Her jaw dropped as she froze not knowing what to do.

'What is he doing in my place? Was he forced to wear a mask so he wouldn't be assaulted by girls and boys? How did he know where I live? Why show his face now? How did he get in? Did he know his smile was slightly crooked, but it suited him perfectly? What happened to your clothes? Omg, your mask! How am I ever going to be able to look at him the same way again? Why is he so hot?!' Sakura's thoughts raced through her head not knowing quite what to say but blurted out, "You should wear those glasses more often."

What was wrong with her? All these thoughts racing in her head and she asked that? Of course seeing her old sensei like this was very… eye opening. Trying to regain her composure, Sakura stood up straight and moved into the room further, but much to her demise, Kakashi had also stood revealing his entire upper body to her. Her eyes ate up his image hungrily like it was the last thing she would ever see.

Kakashi's body was rather remarkable. His chiseled chest and outstanding six pack was enough to make any woman want to swoon. But then his arms were sculpted like a statue would be, and his skin tone was fair but rugged with scars from all of his battles. The smirk on his face didn't help at all since it was so… handsome, to put it lightly. All in all Sakura could finally admit he was one hell of a hot man package.

"Well, I will be sure to wear glasses much more then," Kakashi couldn't help but smile and rub the back of his neck nervously. "How was work? Would you like some tea? I finished off what you had but bought enough to refill your pot but also have some left over," The male smiled trying to be nice.

"Hmm? Work? Oh that went alright I guess. Sure I will take some tea since you made some," Sakura sighed feeling exhausted again but her eyes snapped open, 'Wait…' she thought. "You… You seriously bought me tea?"

"Humph~ Of course I bought you tea. I am not so horrible as to use the last of your tea and not refill it," Kakashi huffed feeling annoyed that she would see him so poorly.

Kakashi noticed that she barely moved or did anything for that matter, 'Did I break her?,' he thought as he tilted his head in curiosity, "Why don't you take a seat, hnm? I will make you some breakfast."

He moved around the kitchen grabbing eggs and an assortment of other ingredients to make one of his favorite breakfast meals… the omelet. It may have seemed like he had cooked there many times before but if Kakashi was to be honest, he had just been nosey before Sakura had arrived.

'Who was this man… attractive man –' Sakura wondered as he moved around her kitchen. "What made you come by?," she asked trying to avert her gaze but finding it rather impossible for her to look away.

"I had something to talk to you about. But for the life of me I cannot remember what it was. From what I do remember though, it wasn't that important," the man rambled on.

Kakashi returned his attention as Sakura just sat at her small round table.

Meanwhile, the pinkette's attention was still fixated on her old sensei. There was nothing against taking a gander at him. No matter what the age right? Right. She was allowed to look as much as she wanted. After all, Sakura was over age so it didn't matter all. His actions interrupted her thoughts as he dished up her plate seeing that it was ready to be served.

"I hope you enjoy it. The meal may not be much but it would be more than enough to at least hold you over until lunch," Kakashi smiled presenting the Sakura with her breakfast.

Taking a small bite after blowing on it she exclaimed "Wow!~ This is great! You have been holding out on us sensei." She grinned after swallowing what she had in her mouth.

"Holding out? Humph~ you all just never asked me to cook."

"Bull… we asked; you just refused to."

"But that was only because we never had the right ingredients," Kakashi huffed.

He had sat down across from the pinkette as she ate what he had prepared for her. Kakashi was still feeling a little tired which caused him to stretch making his body contort and Kakashi caught her looking.

"Mmm~ you like what you see?" he asked.

Sakura choked from his question. It was already hard enough to keep her cool from what she had seen of Kakashi. But now the man was stretching and taunting her with his body. It just wasn't fair in any way. The way Kakashi stretched seemed like a tease, but Sakura had no way to prove it.

"Well if you feel so cheated why don't you come over for dinner, hmm?," He asked coolie.

Sakura didn't respond until she was finished with her meal. Letting out a prolonged sigh, she leaned back in her seat and set her hand on her belly. Her head fell back deep in thought. It was hard to ignore his invitation to dinner. Of course, Sakura wanted to go but wasn't entirely sure if she could make it. Closing her eyes, she thought about her schedule. She had time the girl responded, "I would love to join you for dinner!"

"That's great! Would you-"But Kakashi was cut off.

"Crap! I can't I just remembered I have to cover for someone at the hospital tomorrow. I'm sorry. I really would love to join you but I just can't. Maybe later we could figure it out. I have no clue how late their shift ends so it is hard to make plans," Sakura explain sadly.

"It's quite alright. We have plenty of time," The man smiled nervously.

He sighed inwardly feeling kind of saddened by this. Almost immediately, he started making plans to get her to come over for dinner the day after. Kakashi got up and grabbed her dish along with the others that he used to make her breakfast. Going over to the sink, he began to wash them. With his back to Sakura, she took the opportunity to study his form unabashedly.

'He… He is so… yummy.' Sakura thought to herself leaning back in her chair.

Ino had always pointed out that her old sensei had a really nice backside. It was only now that she was really getting to appreciate that fact. She bit her lips trying to control her thoughts but couldn't.

Kakashi glanced over his shoulder and noticed her staring cause the pinkette to blush. "Enjoying what you see?" Kakashi teased.

"… Shut up."

"How mean. After I cook you breakfast and buy you tea."

"It's your fault you know."

"Hm?"

"You are the one who is… well… half naked in my house."

"I guess that's true," He shrugged as he finished the dishes.

Turning around, the male leaned back against the counter and set his hands on it's. If Kakashi was to be fully honest, he posed this way to be even more of a tease to Sakura. Pressing himself against the edge to pop his back, Kakashi's abs flexed becoming even more expressed. Sakura tried to look away but found it rather impossible to do. She could feel her face burning from the blush.

"You are doing that on purpose…" She whined.

"What am I doing on purpose?"

"You know exactly what you are doing."

"I have no clue what you are talking about." He mused playing it cool.

"I hate you."

"Now, now. Don't be cruel."

She couldn't take it anymore. She had to do something to end the torture.

"You need to leave. I want to get some rest," She scowled even though she knew full well that it would be very difficult to get sleep after this.

"Humph… but I am having such a good time."

"Out now…"

Hanging his head in defeat, Kakashi put this clothes on thankful that they were at least a little drier. "I'll contact you later than. Thanks for not kicking me out sooner," He waved as he walked out the door.

Sakura sighed heavily standing up from her chair. Thoughts raced through her head as she made her way to her bathroom. She felt like she needed a cold shower but was too tired to do so. Plopping herself down on her bed she closed her eyes, nothing but images of Kakashi half naked swimming through her mind. Her body shivered at the thoughts.

"Why did he have to do this to me?" She groaned, "That man is too cruel."

It didn't take long for her to fall asleep and was tortured by enticing dreams of her old sensei. This wasn't fair. But was it really so bad. It could be far worse, right? After all, she was of age now. What did their age gap matter? This was okay right? Right.