Biology Principals One Chapter 1: Intimidating, a naruto fanfic

Summary: Iruka is starting the second semester of his freshman year at college. He takes a Biology Principals One class and gets in over his head. Kakashi is the labs instructor and is a wiz at Biology, but is very intimidating. Can Iruka calm his nerves around the man long enough for Kakashi to help him?

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters.

Arthur: Hello! First off REVIEW! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Please! I got the idea for this story the other day after writing a bit on my other story 'Precarious' and just had to start it! I'm in love with this story so far and hope you will be too soon! Enjoy! ~3

Biology Principals One

Chapter One: Intimidating

It was a beautiful, sunny Tuesday morning; the breeze was fresh and crisp and the birds were out searching for insects in the grass workers were currently cutting. I took in a deep breath. The smell, a mixture of the grass and morning air, made a scent I just loved. Having morning classes didn't bother me. It was never hard for me to get up in the early mornings; I enjoyed the fresh morning air and the sunrises.

I adjusted my carrying bag strap as I walked along the sidewalk towards the science building. It was one of the newer buildings built at the campus and was quite a sight in comparison to the other buildings. The building itself was three stories, two for class rooms and lab rooms while the third was used for storage. The front was a black tented glass, large windows side by side all the way to the top. Two large pillars rose from the building as well. I didn't know what those were for. The landscaping along the front of it was still pretty scarce though, only a few short pathetic looking shrubs and yellow flowers.

I pulled open the glass door to the science building and entered. There was little to no noise at all as I walked towards the stairs. The inside of the building was generous in size. The ceilings rose all the way to the second floor. The offices and classrooms were along the side and stairs rose to the second floor; there was also a middle platform on the second floor. It had displays of various skeletons as well as bottled organs and creatures, tables and benches to sit at and study or chat.

I had the chance to look at them last week when I registered for my classes. Yes, I know, late enrollment, but I was busy (family drama). I was on my way to Biology Principals One. No I'm not a science major, or minor, but all the general biology classes were filled and I needed to take a science this semester. I'm actually an English major believe it or not.

I walked up the stairs to room 214. It was a double sized room, that's the best way to describe it. It had two entrance doors, one located at each end. There were no desks, just tables lined up row after row. There were only a couple other students present so far. The class begun at 8 and it was now 7:45. I made my way to the second row, wanting to be able to hear the professor but not be too close, and took a seat in the middle of the row.

I got out my notebook and horribly heavy textbook and took a deep breath. Maybe I wouldn't choose to be so early anymore. A few more students entered, either alone or what seemed like in pairs. Everyone was quite chatty this morning. It was the first day of class and I was eager to see how this principals class was going to be like, not so much interested in how some girls nails were done, how her boyfriend treated her last night, or how some salon worker messed up her hair. Yes, I decided right then and there that I would no longer be this early next class.

I skimmed through the first chapter of my textbook as I waited; the time seemed to tick by so slowly before the professor entered the classroom, surprisingly the class did not tire of its chatting. I straightened myself in my seat as the tall, average sized man nosily made his way to his desk. He had a coffee thermos in one hand, leather bag in his other. He looked around the age, probably forty; but he was in good physical shape for his age. What gave his true age away was his thinning peppered hair, it's original colour seemed to of been a black. Another age giver-away was the bowl hair cut he wore.

"Hello everyone and Good Morning!" He smiled really big as he waved to the class from behind his desk. No one replied to him, simply nodding and smiling. I felt kind of bad for the over enthusiastic man.

I couldn't help myself, "Good morning Professor". I gave the man a smile as he turned his gaze to me. Smiling and nodding his thanks, he began to fumble with the equipment; turning on the desktop computer and pulling down a screen for a projector.

"Today is the first day of class! My name is Professor Gai! This class is Biology Principals One, is there anyone in the wrong class?" I was taken aback a little from this question, but apparently it was a normal occurrence. Principals One was a freshman level class. Everyone appeared to be in the right class because no one spoke up.

The professor pointed to the middle of the room. "You there, hello. Yes you, could you do me a favor young youth and stand on your chair there and turn on that thing above your head?" I, like all the other students in the classroom, turned my gaze in the direction the professor was pointing. I chuckled to myself as the boy the professor pointed out looked surprised. He looked up to see the projector was above him; he hesitantly stood on his chair to turn on the projector, clearly embarrassed to be standing up in front of the whole class. "Thank you young man!"

The boy sat back down in his chair, it making a skidding sound against the tiled floor. "Um… Professor Gai sir…" A young girl in the front row spoke. She had long wavy blonde hair that had pink streaks in it.

"Yes, Miss…?" The professor smiled that big smile again at her.

"Umm Haruno sir, Sakura Haruno. Ah there should be a remote on your desk sir, for the projector". The girl spoke softly as if shy to be speaking aloud knowing everyone could hear her.

The professor's eyes widened, "Oh. Is that so? I should look for that then". The professor rummaged around his desk, only having to do so because he had already accomplished making a mess of it with his own materials he brought in not even five minutes ago. Impressive.

I watched as a small remote was forced to fall from the desk, being pushed off by papers and other teacher paraphernalia, to the tiled floor with a loud shattering sound. "Found it!" the professor yelled after the sound of the remote breaking apart as it came in contact with the floor. He moved around the desk, "…maybe". He picked up the remote pieces, putting it back together. The back had popped off as well as its batteries. He put it together and held it out, "This?" He hadn't addressed anyone particularity but was looking at the young girl that had spoke of the remote a minute ago.

She had a confused yet amused look on her face, "Yes, that should be the remote for the projector to turn it on and off and to adjust its settings."

"Very nice!" The professor nodded to himself, taking a deep gulp from his thermos as he set the remote on the whiteboard ledge.

Professor Gai had finished setting up the equipment and had his PowerPoint pulled up on the computer, clicker in one hand and his trusty thermos in the other. It was now 8:30 and he was just now about to begin his lecture.

"Alright now! Who in here is a Biology major!?" He smiled his big grin smile; being over enthusiastic seemed just to be a character trait of his. I sighed, glancing behind me wanting to know myself if there were any others like me, over half the class raised their hands. Good at least not everyone in here was a science major; that makes me feel a little bit more secure.

"Good. Good! Now, how about some type of science minor?" I felt myself fidget as I looked behind me once again. It seemed like everyone else who hadn't raised their hands to the previous question, did now. Was I really the only non-science major taking Principles One Biology? I was beginning to become concerned slightly about the matter.

I mean, I'm a straight A student, 4.0 GPA, Salutatorian of my school and everything, and might I add that I would have been Valedictorian if the other candidate hadn't been a girl. This was a two hour lecture that meets on Tuesdays and Thursdays at 8am with a 3 hour lab each Saturday; well I choose Saturdays, there were a few different days and times you could choose.

"Good! So everyone here is some way or another very serious about science! I worry because sometimes other majors will take Principals One and think it is the same as a general science class. This is not. This is way more in dept and requires a higher commitment." The professor took another sip of his coffee, nodding to himself.

Well, I won't let him discourage me. This couldn't be too hard. I mean, Biology is really interesting so I shouldn't have any problems. I reassuringly mentally nodded to myself as well. I can do this.

"Welcome to Biology Principals One, the scientific study of life! You are becoming involved with biology during its most exciting era! We are moving ever closer to understanding how a single microscopic cell develops into a complex plant or animal; how plants convert solar energy to the chemical energy of food; how the human mind works; how various forms of life network in biological communities such as forests and coral reefs; and how the great diversity of life on Earth evolved from the first microbes."

The professor spoke without stuttering on any word, the man was smart. He took a swig of coffee before he continued.

"The more we learn about life, the more fascinating it becomes, as progress on one question leads to even more questions that will captivate curious minds for decades to come. More than anything else, biology is a quest, an ongoing inquiry about the nature of life."

He began his PowerPoint slide presentation. I readied my pen above my notebook.

"Modern biology is as important as it is inspiring. Research breakthroughs in genetics and cell biology are transforming medicine and agriculture-"

The lecture was long, and filled with so much information. I think I wrote down every other word that came out of the man's mouth. I took notes over the biosphere, ecosystems, communities, populations, organisms, organs and organ systems, tissues, cells, organelles, and molecules if memory severs me well. I was going to have to do lots of reading tonight.

I looked at the vending machines after class was over. I am continuously disappointed with vending machines; there are never any healthy snacks inside. I took the stairs to the ground floor. It was much nosier now; every voice echoed through the large open building. The echoing of people's chatter made me feel uncomfortable for some reason; I made my way outside and was re-met by the comforting smell of cut grass.

Thursday's lecture went just about the same as Tuesday's; aside from the fact Professor Gai used the remote to the projector. We had covered chapter one of the textbook Tuesday; Thursday we covered chapter two. I'm hoping that each day we do not cover a new chapter or this is going to be challenging on top of the other courses I'm taking. I already finished my homework of drawing electron shells of the various elements he choose and now was on my way to my first lab.

I won't lie, I'm excited. I'm really hoping the lab is fun, I mean, you don't get any credit for it and it's required to take it the same semester as the lecture. The lab as counts as a percent of the final grade in the class. I had my textbook with me, not knowing if I needed it or not; this thing was way too heavy.

It is 9:51 right now and the lab is from 10 to 1; I made sure to eat a big bowl of fruity pebbles this morning. I had a bottle of water in my bag as well. The echoes in the building were irritating. You could hear everything, almost crystal clear. Someone was talking on the phone, a boy to his mother. Girls giggling over, only Kami knows what, and a group of young men talking about their plans for tonight.

I headed straight up the stairs to lab room 208. I entered through the south door. The labs were just as big as the classrooms, double the size of any normal classroom and then more. There were no tables though, there were desks. Well, technically they were desks. They were high up and were of some black material, obviously built to have chemicals spilled upon it and have other hazardous things happen to it. They were arched up where you put your legs underneath as you sit on your stool; drawers along the fronts and sides to hold various items. They were lined up in rows but now also in columns too, each pod being able to seat four people. I sat in a pod near the north door, towards the front.

There were a few people already there in the lab room. It looked like the lab equipment was all set up and ready to go. There was an infinite amount of boxes of paper clips on the pod next to me.

I watched students enter or walk by the door as I waited for the instructor to enter; hopefully he wasn't hopped up on coffee this morning. A sliver-haired boy entered the room. Really, silver-hair? He wasn't old! He looked my age too. He seemed taller than me as well, just a bit though (mainly due to that spiked hair). He was thin and wore boot cut faded jeans and a white laboratory jacket.

No way, this silver-haired dude is a lab-tech? I looked him over more. He had on a pair of navy blue chucks, no laces, and that was all I could see. Hair, jeans, chucks, white coat. He moved around the front desk a bit, picking up some papers and walked to the pod I was sitting at.

Him suddenly being in front of me caught me off guard, I stuttered, "Um, h-hi".

The tech didn't even bother to look up as he placed the papers on my pod. "Hi." His voice was a deep but soft tone. I got a closer look at him as he stacked the papers into two piles.

He was for certain taller than me. He had plugs in his ears, the only piercing he seemed to have, or rather, allowed to have. They weren't too large though, like a size six; sometimes people just go overboard with gauging their ears to an insane size. A faint collagen scent around him made its way to my nose too; it smelled, fresh, outdoors like. Very relaxing.

I was amazed at how quick the silver-haired man stole my attention; I can't believe I was reviewing the man. I suppose it is natural though, it was apparent he would be some kind of aid to this class. Yes, I justified my curiosity about him as just that. I felt a blush begin to brew at the top of my neck, ever so slowly making its way up to my cheeks as I reasoned with myself.

The lab assistant walked back to the professor desk area as I was still in my thoughts. I felt myself sigh in relief, my blush subsiding. I was grateful to myself for not arriving any earlier, I would have been in the lab as the man was setting up everything; that would have been more awkward I was sure of it. I felt my finger scratch my nose, I did this when I was nervous.

Sighing, I fidgeted on my stool; looking behind me, scanning the lab room. The room had filled up in only a few minutes. There looked to be around 20-30 people in the lab. I guess not many people wanted to take it on Saturdays. I turned back around and faced the front when I heard the technician clear his throat; for some reason my heart thumped as if I had just been caught doing something I wasn't supposed to be doing.

"May I have your attention please," the sliver-haired man (notice how in Iruka's mind Kakashi was viewed as a 'boy' first off and now is recognized as a 'man' in the brief encounter they shared. Scent is the strongest thing tied to memory.) stood, arms behind his back, in front of the desk; his chin was jutted out, shoulders squared; his stance looked military styled. "My name is Kakashi Hatake; I will be your Biology Lab Instructor."

I felt air hit my teeth; my mouth was slightly ajar in response to instructor Hatake's words. He was going to be the instructor of this lab? I'm surprised at this but if the school thinks he's qualified to be an instructor then I will respect that and accept that someone my own age is going to instruct me. At least it won't be the coffee addicted Gai. Maybe the lab will be easy, I began to think. This was probably just a student doing some kind of work-study program. It doesn't necessarily require extended knowledge of Biology, just knowledge of the labs right? Following instructions, stuff like that right?

"This lab is in correspondence to the lecture of Biology Principals One and counts as 25% of your final grade. You are required to attend and complete every lab. There will be no tests in this lab as is required by your lecture and no make ups on labs. The labs you will perform and complete in here do not necessarily go along with your lectures. Please come and pick up the papers at this pod, one from each stack," Instructor Hatake extended his arm, motioning to my pod. His eyes fell to his desk, not looking at any of the students as they slowly got up to follow his instructions.

I blushed, realizing every student in the class would be coming to my pod. I quickly reached out and grabbed the groups of papers we were asked to. As the other students came by and gathered the papers I smiled at them. Some saying 'hi' or 'how are you', others just doing what they were told. As the students settled back down on the stools the instructor spoke again.

"Review the papers you've just received. If you would like to work in groups you may do so, please review the syllabus for complete details on working in groups. We will begin the lab in 30 minutes. Please take this time to read the lab material, use the restroom, whatever you need to do before we begin. We will have another break of 15 minutes around noon. You will not take calls during this lab or have the volume of your cell phone on. Thank you." The instructor exited the room. My heart began to calm. Why was he so intimidating!?

Well it was quite apparent this instructor was not nearly as friendly and enthusiastic as professor Gai. Maybe this wouldn't be so fun after all. As soon as instructor Hatake exited, the room began to bus with commotion. People were talking about his outrageous silver-hair, some girls were thinking it to be sexy while the guys were calling him queer; questioning why he was so young and being the instructor. People were forming groups and reading aloud the conditions of working in groups from the syllabus to each other. I sighed and began to look over the materials from the instructor myself.

The lab we would be doing today involved paperclips and water. I read it twice not believing this was actually our first lab. Add water to a beaker. Write a hypothesis regarding the amount of paperclips that can be added to the beaker before the water overflows. This is going to take three hours? I sighed, resting my head in my palm as I waited for the instructor to return. I didn't need a group for this.

The instructor returned to the class room, walking over to a glass case that contained beakers and granulated cylinders and other equipment. He unlocked the case and walked back to the front of the room, leaning his back against the black board, crossing his arms.

"Okay, begin. Be mindful while handling the glass equipment and please be aware of the laboratory safety rules listed in your syllabus. If you have any questions first ask your peers, if you cannot find the answer you may ask me."

He just leaned there after talking, watching as students as they went to the case to gather the equipment required for the lab. I heard the faucets turn on as students began the lab. I rose from my pod and walked to the line formed at the case. Someone spoke up.

"Is this really our first lab?" It was a boy that looked like he must have graduated high school early; he seemed too young to be in college. He was shorter than me and had black, loosely spiked hair. He had an annoyed look on his face.

"Your name?" Instructor Hatake replied.

"Sasuke Uchiha".

"Mr. Uchiha, yes this is your first laboratory experiment for the semester. Is there a problem?" The instructor didn't move from his lazy position against the blackboard as he spoke, eyebrow raised as he awaited a response from the young student.

"This is too basic to be a college level lab, no?"

"This experiment is mandatory. Yes, it is of elementary level; however, this is the first class of the semester. My supervisors would like students to socialize amongst themselves as well as become familiar with their instructor and the laboratory room itself. That is how this first day's experiment was designed. So, I ask you again. Is there a problem?"

This conversation made water stop flowing from the faucets and made students stop breathing as well it seemed. I know held my breath, I was stuck next to the guy! I felt vulnerable; being caught in the crossfire gaze he was giving Sasuke.

"No". The boy's voice was icy then. Gathering his materials he went to a pod in the far back of the lab room, the girl from my lecture, the one with pink streaks in her hair, bounced after him. I gathered my equipment and placed them on my pod. The instructor still hadn't moved from his spot against the blackboard, arms still crossed. This was not going to be fun.

I took out my notebook, putting the experiment paper on top of it. I began to write my hypothesis. I measured my water, poured it into my beaker and started to drop paper clips into it. I counted. Every ten paper clips I would make a mark on my paper. I didn't want to lose count and if I did I could fall back on this.

I heard the commotion of the other students. Many lost count and had to dump out their water and restart the experiment. A lot of people were just chatting as they did the procedure, the girls becoming quite loud. I was on 60 paperclips; in my hypothesis I guessed 100. The instructor had finally settled down at his desk; having placed an orange notebook in front of his face, reading it intently. No one needed to ask him any questions about the experiment, it was quite simple.

A shatter rang throughout the class room; I jumped at the sound, my stool skidding nosily at my actions. Along with the shatter there were many 'ahhs' and 'eeks', mainly from the female part of the class. I heard the instructor sigh deeply, standing and tucking his notebook into the waistline of the back of his jeans. I thought that to be odd but practical. He made his way to the source of the noise.

A lanky boy with a black bowl cut hovered over his mess; he spoke frantically, "I'm sorry sir! I will clean this up right away! Everyone be careful of this broken glass please!" The boy's voice seemed to squeak a bit every now and again when he hit some high notes; he seemed too young to be in this class like Sasuke.

Instructor Hatake rounded the pod and stood next to the boy, he looked down reviewing the mess.

"I'm so sorry Instructor Hatake!" The boy's face was red and flushed, "I will pay for my damages! My name is Lee! Rock Lee! Please allow me to clean up my mess!" The boy looked around the classroom frantically. He looked back up to the instructor, "I'm sorry, where would the proper materials be for cleaning up this glass sir?" The boy seemed just about ready to cry.

The instructor leaned on the pod, speaking smoothly, "You will not be required to pay for an accident. Do you know where the offices are located downstairs?"

The boy wiped his face with his arm. Was he crying? Over a broken beaker? He stuttered his words, "Yes, s-sir. I k-know where the of-of-offices are located sir!"

"Good, go to them, tell them what happened. They will give you the key to the maintenance closet. Get a broom and dust pan and a roll of paper towels for this mess."

"Y-yes Instructor Hatake!" The boy took a few quick steps away and turned back to the instructor, "Sir. Is there a wet floor sign I could put there while away?"

The instructor crossed his arms, now in the same position as before, "I am required to supervise all accidents. I cannot move from this spot until it is properly taken care of; it is my responsibility."

Lee nodded, biting his lip. It looked like he would cry again. He ran out of the classroom, the echoes of his feet slapping against the tile was heard as he ran down the hall, stairs, and even while he was on the ground floor until he reached the carpeted offices.

What a dramatic first lab day. I turned my attention back to my work. No! I lost count! I looked at my marks I made on my paper, 7? I was on 70? Argh I don't remember! I took a deep breath and stood. I went to the sink and dumped out my water and picked up my paperclips out of the sink. I dried them with some paper towels and began to restart the experiment.

Lee had made his way back to the lab room, being just as noisy as when he left. He had brought back it seemed like everything from the maintenance room. The instructor cautioned the boy while cleaning up the mess because of the glass. Lee insisting on saving each and every paper clip from its watery glass shard filled abyss, using tweezers to pick each one out. The instructor seemed annoyed but didn't protest with the boy's obligation he felt.

30 minutes seemed to have pasted before I saw the instructor back at his desk. He didn't sit. "Okay, you may now take a short break if desired, then return to your experiment. Do not take longer than 15 minutes." The instructor exited the lab room.

I sighed; I had started my experiment over and was over 120 paperclips now. The water was almost to the top of the beaker now. I took out my bottle water and took a few sips. Lee was making a ruckus again as he gathered all his cleaning equipment and went to return it to its closet.

After Lee exited, the class stirred with talking about his incident and how the boy had cried. Kids could be men. I tried to ignore them, looking over my experiment materials again.

The experiment was picked up after the break and the instructor announced those who had completed the lab could turn in their hypothesis and thesis and leave. Sasuke was the first to leave. After the water had domed above my beaker and broke after 251 paperclips, my experiment papers got soaked. I rewrote my work; after cleaning up my mess it was just at 1 o'clock.

I gathered my things and experiment equipment and went to the sink to pour out the water and put up the beaker and cylinder. I hadn't noticed I was the only one left in the lab room. I felt my heart begin to beat a little bit faster. I heard the instructor stand from the desk and pile up the papers turned into him. I tried to keep my attention in front of me as I poured out the water but still watched him out of the corner of my eye.

"If you are finished, you may leave."

I jumped at Instructor Hatake's voice, splashing water everywhere. I took a hand full of paper towels and began to wipe around the sink area. I didn't know what to say to the man.

"Did you manage to complete the experiment Mr-?

I turned to face him, beaker in my hands drying it off. "Yes Instructor Hatake, I completed the experiment, just cleaning up now. My name is Iruka Umino." I felt a blush begin to heat my face. I don't understand how this man can be so intimidating without trying.

"You don't have to be so formal with me Iruka; just call me Kakashi." The instructor smiled slightly. My heart skipped, he had perfectly straight white teeth. He walked towards me. I felt my breath catch in my throat and my fingers tighten on the beaker in my hands, afraid I would forget about it and it would crash to the floor. I could only manage a nod in response to him.

"You can go now, no need to clean up." He outstretched his arm, hand up. I couldn't tear my gaze away from the man. As he got closer I saw his brilliant blue eyes. I absentmindedly outstretched the beaker in my hands towards his.

"Umm..." I couldn't form words. He moved closer, taking the beaker from my shaky grasp. I quickly recoiled my hands, fumbling with the wet paper towels I now held nervously. My face felt hot, really hot. I knew I was blushing madly now. I jerked my attention to the paper towels in my hands, fidgeting under his gaze. I desperately wanted to move away from him. I could smell his cologne again, and its scent was too intoxicating. I stepped to the side, crossing the room to throw the paper towels in the trash.

Kakashi put up the beaker he took from me and began cleaning up the nearest pod, taking the beaker and pouring it out into the sink. He gathered more and did the same. I fumbled with my papers at my pod and went to place them on his desk. I had my bag over my shoulder. Needing something to do with my hands, I dug out my water bottle, giving it a death grip.

"A-are you sure you wouldn't like any assistance cleaning up K-Kakashi?" I made sure to use his first name this time since he was kind enough to let me call him by it. I was nervous and stuttered my words. I hated doing that.

Kakashi chuckled slightly, dumping out more beakers. "I'm sure, but thank you anyway Iruka. If I needed help I would have gotten that Lee guy to clean this place up. The way he acted, I'm positive he would have cleaned this whole department to make up for breaking a beaker." He laughed. There were those perfectly white teeth again.

I felt a blush flare up again. I absentmindedly scratched my nose, looking away from him. "Umm, okay." I felt like I should say something more, something else. I didn't know what though. I felt like he was giving me an opportunity for conversation but I didn't know how to use this time.

"Don't worry; the labs will get more interesting and challenging."

"Oh! Umm... okay." I nodded to him. I didn't really care if they got more challenging or not, I found today's experiment surprisingly interesting. I cleared my throat, shifting my bag a little bit; the textbook was heavy. "Oh, sir- I mean Kakashi, sorry, umm..." Oh my face was on fire now! I swallowed, trying to continue; his gaze was on me. I gripped my strap. "W-will we need our textbooks for this lab?" I let out a held breath. I sounded so stupid just then!

"I will let you know when you will need to bring your textbook to the lab. Review your syllabus." Kakashi smiled at me.

I heard a sound come from my mouth, resembling an 'oh'. I remembered then that it had stated that in the syllabus. I took a sip of my water, needing something to do. Kakashi continued to clean. I felt bad just watching him but he didn't want help. I felt like I had lingered for too long and began to turn for the door, "Well, have a good day Kakashi."

"You as well Iruka. See you next Saturday." Kakashi waved to me; I waved to him as I walked to the south door.

"Yes, see you next Saturday."

I collected myself in the hall, my blush not cooling until I reached the outside air. I had my water bottle between my teeth, gnawing on it as I walked down the sidewalks. I took a deep, calming breath. I had a lot of studying to do for all my classes. My stomach growled. Maybe I would stop and pick up some take-out before I went home. I tried my best not to think of the silver-haired man cleaning up the lab room right now.

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