The next morning the storm had all but disappeared and it was a pleasant sunny day, albeit a bit damp. The village was bustling with life, people making their way down the market, smells of delicious food wafting into the air and the bickering and shouting of young children as they scooted between passers by, causing commotion.

Naruto had just left his apartment in a rush, hair still damp from his morning shower and orange jacket still half hanging off his lithe frame. Sprinting as fast as he could to get to the bridge where his team should have met up over twenty minutes ago, Which meant that he should have been there twenty minutes ago. It's not like this was anything new and it wasn't like Kakashi-sensei would be there yet either, the damn guy usually left team 7 waiting hours on end for him to bless them with his arrival.

Pushing his way through the crowd, rewarded with angry stares and offensive remarks he only manages to shout an "I'm sorry!" Over his shoulder before the little blur of orange had rounded a corner, soon appearing at the usual team 7 meeting place.

"NARUTO!"

Sakura's voice could probably be heard a mile away, and even then still deafen the person.

"YOU'RE LATE AGAIN, WHEN THE HELL ARE YOU GOING TO LEARN TO BE ON TIME FOR ONCE?!"

She then stomped her way over the short distance between them to promptly smack Naruto on the head. HARD. "Sorry Sakura..." He mumbled. This was another common occurrence and quite frankly Naruto was getting fed up of him being mistreated by her on a daily basis. Sure at first he thought she was an awesome person and he admits that he did have a crush on her for quite some time but since spending so much time around both her and Sasuke he thought that her personality was her downfall. In his eyes it made her a rather ugly person but she also had potential to be a very lovely one.

A loud "hmphff" from her was all Naruto recieved as a reply as she stalked off in the direction of Sasuke to oggle his appearance and spew out her compliments of how great he was and how he was such an amazing ninja and if he would go out on a date with her.

Not really being in the mood to interact with anyone today, mainly because the lack of sleep he'd been getting, Naruto leant against the wooden rail of the bridge, folding is arms and leaning over slightly to watch the cool, refreshing water of the stream below him rush past in an almost hypnotizing way. Blocking out the loud voice of Sakura in the background he soon lost himself within his own thoughts.

Not long ago had he turned thirteen and it seemed that since then everything had gone down hill. Every year the villagers were reminded of the demon that almost destroyed their village, refuelling their resentment even more and then letting it all lose on Naruto. After all he did have that exact demon sealed within him. It had been this way his whole life though, years of being hated and despised by everyone he came in contact with was nothing new to him and so never really expected much from anyone.

This was not what was troubling him though. The truth was that he had become quite close to his new sensei over the past few months and respected him greatly, both as a talented shinobi, and as a trustworthy friend. There were very few people in Naruto's life that he could call a 'friend'. Iruka was perhaps the closest, but even then he saw him more as a farther figure, along with the sandaime himself.

Recently though, Kakashi-sensei had become withdrawn from him, where he was once always there for Naruto, to answer his never ending stream of questions, to joke about with, to eat ramen with, to learn from, even the slight friendly touches he received from him. They'd all gone. They had all been replaced with... Well... Nothing. Most of the time the copy nin would ignore him or refuse to even acknowledge his mere presence. Even when Naruto would ask him a question Kakashi would give him a strange look, be blunt and answer as quickly as possible before hurrying off to read his perverted book in some tree, or to just avoid him completely for the rest of the day.

The blonde haired youth truly had no idea what he had done wrong. What had he done that was bad enough to piss off one of the most laid back people he had ever met? For weeks now he had racked his brain for some sort of solution but no matter how hard he tried to get through to the jounin he just couldn't.

Perhaps it was the fact he wasn't training hard enough? He always thought he put 100% into becoming a fully fledged, professional shinobi. It was why he was not sleeping well at night. He would spend hours after hours just practising different jutsu, working on controlling his chakra and practising hard with his throwing aim, trying his best to keep himself fit. Not only would he be physically tired by the time he stumbled into bed but also mentally and emotionally drained after being kept up all night reading educational scrolls and having detrimental thoughts of not being good enough. His sensei, up until recently, had always made him feel motivated and always supported both him and the rest of the team to always try their hardest. Now though the silver haired man was focusing more on Sasuke than anyone.

Having Kakashi-sensei withdraw such affection from Naruto over night was a shock. It hurt that it wasn't the same between them anymore, infact it surprised the young jinchuuriki how much it really did hurt. He never thought it would be this bad. It seems that you really don't know what you've got until it's gone. Or more like forcefully ripped away from you.

Before the blonde could carry on his trail of thought a small puff was heard from behind him, he didn't need to look over his shoulder to know who it was. He had given up trying to restore their friendship or student teacher relationship long ago now. He knew a lost cause when he saw one.

"Kakashi-sensei you're la-" Sakura cut herself off when she saw the state of the jounin standing before her.

Clad in his usual jounin outfit, flak jacket unzipped and mask, along with Hitai-ate firmly in place, he didn't seem all that bad until you really looked. He had a dark shadow under his eye, a sure sign of lack of sleep, slumped posture, scruffier hair if that were even possible and from the skin that was visible he was sporting an extremely pale complexion. Overall giving off a rather shabby appearance. He hadn't even bothered to take out the orange book he always carried around with him.

"Yo," was his poor excuse of a greeting, drowsiness could be heard through is tone.

It was then that Naruto turned around and looked up at his sensei, their eyes meeting for a few seconds. He offered a smile to the taller man but instead the jounin quickly turned his gaze away to focus on the remaining two members of the team, giving them his full attention like Naruto didn't exist.

"Uhhh... Today will just be basic training... Uhh, sparring and... Mmm... Stuff..." He stated quietly, distracted by his own thoughts. He seemed so out of character it was scary. Both Sakura and Naruto just gaped at him while Sasuke had a disapproving look spread across his face.

An awkward silence settled between all four of them. It was then that Kakashi decided it was best to just leave them to it and walked past the three genin, heading towards the nearest tree, only to be stopped in his tracks by Sakura.

"Um, Kakashi-sensei? Do you think we could perhaps learn something new today? Every task you've given us so far we've completed."

Kakashi turned around, hands in his pockets, not really looking at anything in particular while he thought the question through. He grimaced.

"Not today Sakura, I've had a long couple of days and right now I have a splitting headache, and anyway it won't hurt to practice a little more," the edge of his eye crinkled, showing that he was smiling underneath his mask. He then promptly turned back around, stalking off to his destination before jumping onto a branch, sitting back against the tree trunk and resting his head against it, willing his headache to disappear.

"Hn, the smell of alcohol was practically radiating off of that idiot," came the voice of the unimpressed raven haired boy that was leant against the railings. "So much for training... I'm out of here."

He then stalked past Sakura and Naruto back towards the village, not looking back or even acknowledging a keen pink haired kunoichi trailing close behind him after giving Kakashi a quick, concerned glance.

Naruto, not really sure what to do with himself but not wanting to waste valuable training time, looked around him for some sort of inspiration. Sparing a glance at his sensei in the distance propped up on a tree, now reading his book, he thought for a moment to head over there and perhaps try and start a conversation with him that would last more than a few seconds. He decided against it though, opting to head further into the forest to practice sparring with some of his shadow clones.

As he walked past the tree his Jounin instructor was sat in, he stopped in his tracks and spared a glance upward, blue eyes meeting one stony, dark orb. Neither said anything, both holding their gaze with eachother. It seemed like an eternity before the older of the two turned his gaze away and was once again absorbed in his book. Looking down, a sad expression pasted on Naruto's face he mumbled something under his breath.

"What have I done wrong?" He asked to no one in particular, or so he thought. Perhaps it really was aimed at his sensei? Not that he expected to get a reply either way.

"Sorry Naruto, did you say something? I didn't quite catch that." Kakashi asked with a hint of confusion in his voice. Staring blankly at the blonde who had his head lowered, eyes fixed on one seemingly interesting spot on the ground.

"Nothing," the blonde mumbled again before continuing on his way through the forest, emitting an air of sadness.

A few weeks had passed and nothing had progressed between Naruto and Kakashi, infact it seemed to have deteriorated. A lot of the time the jounin wouldn't even show up for training and so each day team 7 would either spar against one another, trying their best to learn new things about their teammates and themselves or would sort out other experienced shinobi to help them along whenever could. On the rare occasion that Kakashi would grace them with his presence, often too exhausted to do anything anyway, he was bombarded with so many ninja related questions that by the time he'd answered them half the training time would have been wasted.

The blue eyed jinchuuriki had become even more subdued in his own thoughts and was a mere shadow of his old self. Falling into a deep depression, he had given up on pretty much everything, so it seemed. No longer was he the bright, cheerful young ninja with a deep determination to overcome every obstacle in his path, but was now more withdrawn from the people and the world around him. The ones closest to him that had noticed his suffering had tried to help him but nothing had prevailed as of yet. No longer was he being kept awake at night due to extra training but because of the never ending thoughts that he would have of his sensei. Thoughts that had turned from wanting to impresses him and in return have Kakashi acknowledge his existence to wanting the same thing albeit a lot more physical contact with his mentor. It couldn't be healthy. He would often dream of being pinned down by a strong body above him, rough hands sliding against his sensitive skin, tender lips kissing his neck.

The blue eyed blonde would always wake up panting heavily, sweat lacing his body and once he had calmed down Naruto would consider the dream and brush it off as being too obsessed with wanting to please his teacher and that it meant nothing. Trying his best to completely deny the fact that he could possibly be attracted to the older man in any way. He would then either take a cold shower or clean up the evidence of the dream the night before.

All of team 7 on a number of occasions had asked Kakashi if they could have extra training from him, which he would abruptly decline before saying something about S-ranked missions.

It was then, when Naruto was heading for the training grounds in his spare time, that he was surprised to see Sasuke getting a private lesson with none other than the masked jounin himself.

Hiding behind a tree, the blue eyed teen decided to watch the sparring match between the two. It wasn't long before Sasuke was overpowered and pinned to the ground by his wrists with his sensei hovering above him. They paused in that position for longer than was necessary before a few words were shared between the two but Naruto was too far away to hear anything.

Once Kakashi had helped Sasuke up they started heading out of the training grounds together, both pausing a few metres from the tree Naruto was hiding behind, to finish their conversation.

"Mmm, yes you have improved a lot Sasuke, and I'm sure it won't be long until you master that new jutsu of yours."

"Hah, same time next week then?" Sasuke actually sounded happy for once. A smile was heard through his voice.

There was a short pause between their conversation. Thinking Naruto had been caught eavesdropping he gulped in some air and held his breath.

"Right. Yea same time next week, cya Sasuke."

A few seconds later and then he could hear footsteps running off towards the direction of the village and then heard a small puff, indicating the other occupant had teleported.

Letting himself breath again, Naruto slumped against the tree. So Sasuke was getting private lessons from Kakashi-sensei? The shock and curiosity of the discovery quickly turned to anger and resentment. He was angry at Kakashi. The amount of excuses he came up with just to avoid his pupils when they had asked him for extra training, it pissed Naruto off to no end that his own sensei couldn't even be bothered to teach them on a regular day, let alone show up, but here he was meeting up with Sasuke, and maybe even Sakura, each week and in his free time! He was extremely pissed off with the jounin, yes, but he resented Sasuke. He resented him because Sasuke was the one being acknowledged for his strength and prowess, Sasuke was the one learning a new jutsu, Sasuke was the one getting extra attention from Kakashi when Naruto got fuck all! He resented Sasuke because he wanted to be Sasuke. No. He wanted to be in Sasukes place, to be sparring with Kakashi, to be recognized by him, to feel his touch again.

He was abruptly bought out of his stupor though when two hands smashed into the tree just above his head. A tall figure leered infront of him. The man kneeled down, sliding his hands down to rest firmly either side of Naruto's head until he was eye level with the blonde. Suddenly feeling very trapped and very vulnerable, Naruto tried to escape the person infront of him but was stopped when the man pushed further up against his body, slim hips placed between both of his legs, ceasing any movement from the boy. Shutting his eyes tightly, he prayed that no harm would come to him.

"Naruto... Stop. Calm down."

Snapping his eyes open he managed to focus his vision on the man before him. Silver hair, one dark eye, pale skin and a mask. Yep. It was the man that troubled his thoughts from the moment he woke up to the moment he fell asleep. The man that haunted his dreams at night.

Suddenly realizing the close proximity of the jounin, Naruto's body couldn't help but react. He willed himself to stay calm but was failing miserably when he could feel the other man adjust his position slightly to get more comfortable, hips shifting against his now half hard cock underneath his orange trousers.

"Kakas-"

"What are you doing here Naruto? You deliberately hid yourself from me and Sasuke."

Trying to form some sort of explanation in his jumbled thoughts, the only thing he could come up with was, "I-I didn't want to disturb either of you s-so I waited until you were both f-finished."

Sighing heavily, the silver haired man lowered his head, shifted his gaze from Naruto to the floor, moving one of his gloved hands to rest on the crook of Naruto's neck. Now unable to see the mans face, Naruto squirmed underneath his senseis grip, a blush spreading across his cheeks.

Unconsciously, Kakashi moved his thumb, brushing against the blondes sensitive neck. Naruto's heart beat faster, his erection firmly pressed again his teachers body. He was hoping Kakashi hadn't noticed his arousal but his body decided to betray him even more by leaning into the touch, his head tilted back slightly, lips parted as he let out a quiet moan.

Snapped his head back up to meet the boys wanton gaze, cerulean blue eyes meeting one dark. What Naruto saw reflected back at him was something Naruto had never seen before in another person. No one had ever looked at Naruto the way Kakashi was looking at him right now. All that Naruto could see from Kakashi was pure want. His senseis smouldering gaze directed at him, and only him.

Naruto's breath hitched in his throat, making his body jerk as the other mans thumb rubbed against his neck again. The reaction alone he received from the older man almost made him lose it. Kakashi actually growled at him. He could feel the jounins stare burning through him, seeing him, wanting him, making him feel vulnerable but turning him on more and more the longer he was at the receiving end of that look.

"Mmmnnn," was all that was heard from his sensei in desperation as the man closed his eyes and leant in to place his masked lips centimetres from the boys throat, breathing in the blondes scent sent a shiver through his body.

Naruto was over come by the heat of the mans body pressed against his, it was like his dreams had become reality. He hadn't known how much he wanted this until now.

Breathing heavily, heart hammering in his chest, he tentatively moved his hips to gain some sort of friction, unable to control himself any longer. Moaning from the sweet pleasure that was jolting through his body he increased the pace of his thrusts, grabbed a handful of silver hair, feeling the body infront of him shivering with the sheer willpower to not lose control and take the boy there and then up against the tree.

Panting heavily, the copy nin clenched his hand that was resting against the rough bark of the tree, desperately trying to keep himself in check. Letting out a strangled moan against the nape of Naruto's neck, he quickly backed off, untangling his body from the other and stood with his back to the blonde.

Not looking back at the boy that had now dropped down to sit on the floor in a daze, Kakashi slowly raised one hand to cover his only visible eye. What the fuck had he done? All his hard work to try and get over the fact he was attracted to a thirteen year old, to force himself not be attracted to him... He had fucked it up. Yes he had been avoiding the boy, he even admits that he had been quite cruel to him but it was because of this exact reason. He hated himself for doing this to Naruto, but it was necessary. How would either of them live it down if he, as the responsible adult, would force himself onto an underage child, one that was his student, if he did nothing about his sick attraction? It scared him shitless to think what the boy did to him whenever he was around. Even if Naruto felt them same way how could he be so cruel as to take the kids virginity, his innocence away just for his own pleasure? It was wrong, he was still so young. He had come so close to his well practiced self control snapping a moment ago. As much as he loved Naruto, he couldn't be here right now, and he wouldn't. For both of their sakes he had to leave now.