Chapter 10

On the last day of school the kids get to go in a hour later, Sakura didn't really mind going in later, it gave her another hour in bed but apart from that she really wasn't fussed about it.

After an hour in bed the girl went through her normal morning routine, and as Ino slammed her fists against the girl's door a wave of nostalgia ran through her. Every morning for the past few years Ino had done the same thing each morning, the pinkette was sad that this would be the last time Ino would come banging on her door, so that they could walk to school with each other. They walked in silence, neither of them knowing what to say.

Upon arriving at school, people were running around get people to sign books, the girls looked at each; they didn't have anything for people to sign, so they continued to their lessons.

It was very nearly the end of the day, History was last. Her last lesson with Kakashi, why did that sound so strange to her? The girl couldn't quite understand what she was feeling. Was she upset? Happy, no, that wasn't quite it, maybe she was sad. But she couldn't understand why?

As she entered the classroom, she looked around; there was no one in there. Ino had a different lesson to her, so she wasn't there either. She stepped in, and almost had a mini heart attack when she saw Kakashi.

"Hello Sakura, you're early"

"Really? I thought I was walking at a normal pace" The girl shrugged off her bag and sat down at her table.

"Well you're the first one here, are you eager for the day to end?" The man laughed and pulled out the same textbook that he'd been using for as long as Sakura could remember. Then without thinking, she opened her mouth;

"How long have you been using that book?" He looked at the girl, surprised that she'd taken such an informal tone with him.

"You know what, I can't quite remember, let's just say for a long, long time" They both laughed, but the man didn't understand why she'd asked him something like that, she didn't quite understand herself, but it had always been something she'd wondered. But why had she chosen now to say it?

"Why did you want to know?"

'Oh geez' the girl thought. She had to come up with an excuse. Or maybe she could just tell the truth. It had worked out better for her the last time she did.

"It's just something I've always wondered I guess, and seeing as it's the last day, I didn't see the harm in asking"

"Fair enough" the man mumbled in reply.

It must have been halfway through the lesson, that Sakura had actually realised that this was the last day of school. The last day she would see all of these people in one room, that kind of upset her, but as she looked over at her teacher, she realised that even though it was only in the past couple of weeks she'd gotten to know him better, he would probably be one of the people she'd miss the most. She blushed and averted her eyes; the thought of missing him was making her nervous.

"Alright students, seeing as you've all worked so hard this year, I'm going to put on a short documentary, you can watch it if you like, but if you're not going to, don't talk" The man looked over at the two girls at the back of the classroom, who were always whispering and giggling. "That includes you ladies" The class laughed and the girls went red, but Kakashi just smiled. He'd always wanted to call them out for talking all the way through his classes, he supposed he should have done it sooner and maybe they would have gotten better test results. The man checked over at Sakura, he couldn't understand why, but he hoped he'd made her laugh. She was blushing slightly, but a smile lingered on her lips, he was happy that he'd made her smile.

The end of the lesson was going to be difficult for him; he'd grown attached to her. He came to the conclusion that it was because they'd both been through something similar to each other, so he felt responsible for her. But he knew there was something more, something that would have dangerous consequences if things continued this way.

The documentary wasn't interesting Sakura, so she took to looking out the window instead. She didn't realise that her teacher was casually sneaking glances at her every so often. Well, it wasn't until she looked around at the clock.

Their eyes met, and for once in the time they'd known each other it had been like they were completely different people. They were just human beings, not student and teacher. If it wasn't for the slightly blacked out classroom the whole class would've been aware of their elongated glance. 'I should look away' The pink haired girl thought, but however much she told herself to do so, she couldn't quite look away and she knew even if she did, the temptation to look over would be too much to bear. So he turned away. Sakura let her breath escape her lips, she hadn't even realised that she'd been holding it.

'What was that about?' The girl wondered, nothing like that had ever happened before. She put her hands on her cheeks, they were burning up. She knew that as soon as Kakashi turned on the lights, everyone would see her bright red cheeks.

"Alright, looks like the end of the day" Everyone cheered, well everyone but Sakura she was still trying to conceal her cheeks. He turned on the lights, the girl figured she would keep her head down and leave the classroom last, which wouldn't take too long, all of the others were running out of the classroom. She picked her bag slowly and moved towards the door. As soon as she left that would be it. No more of this school. It wasn't like she wouldn't see anyone after this, Naruto was still taking her to the festival, Ino was always going to stay in contact and even though Hinata was going to study abroad for a while, she had told Sakura that she would call her every Saturday to catch up with her. She knew that she would see others at the cafe, even Kakashi. The girl smiled at the thought.

"Have a good summer Sakura" She turned to face her now ex-teacher.

"Thanks Sensei, you too"

"I suppose I'll see you on Sunday?" The man smiled, and Sakura smiled back.

"Of course" The girl replied, she turned to the door and walked down the hall for once, taking in the last few sights and smells of her old school.

Ugh, It's difficult trying to get to some sort of action, but at least there's some action?

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This one is longer, I would have written it earlier but I got distracted by my bed...