Sorry for the long wait! I didn't mean to leave it there on purpose for so long! Enjoy this next chapter! I know it moves slightly fast but that's my writing style, so I can't really change it.

Harry held still, surprised by the sudden action. Of all the things he had expected Kakashi to do, this certainly wasn't one of them. After a few seconds, Harry felt himself relaxing against the older man. As Harry relaxed, the gray-haired man's lips began slowly moving against his own.

Harry's eyes fluttered closed and his body shivered ever so slightly. Kakashi's hand reached up and grabbed the back of the green-eyed boy's neck, pulling him closer. Harry's own hands made to grab Kakashi's hips but the shinobi pulled away before he could establish a firm grip.

Kakashi released Harry's neck from his grip and retreated a few steps. Dark eyes met bright green. Kakashi gave a small smile as he turned away.

"I'll see you later, Akago," he called over his shoulder. Once Kakashi was out of sight, Harry found the strength to go inside his apartment. As he shut the door, the teenager brushed his fingers over his lips, remembering the feeling of the older man's against his.

Harry exhaled a shuddering breath he didn't know he had been holding and he leaned against the wall. He wasn't sure what to think of what had just happened. This changed everything most likely. There was only one thing the wizard was certain of.

He wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight.

The next morning, Harry still lacked things to do to keep his mind occupied and not linger on what had happened the previous night. So, he did the only thing he could. He went to the market. He waved in greeting to the people he recognized. There were more and more that fit into that category every day. Harry tried not to linger on that fact as well. After all, if he overthought it, then he would realize that he was setting down roots in the village. Setting down roots meant that Harry was considering making this permanent, which wasn't acceptable. He couldn't just abandon the wizarding world. They relied on him. This was meant to be nothing more than a break from the dangers he faced in the wizarding world.

"Knut for your thoughts?" a voice asked. Harry started. He spun around to see Yūgao lounging against one of the nearby shop walls. She was dressed in what she called her ANBU uniform, her mask hanging around her neck.

"Nothing important," he attempted to assure her. She raised an eyebrow at the obvious lie but didn't prod.

"I just wanted to let you know that I'm leaving on another mission tonight. Should take a couple of weeks. Don't get into any trouble while I'm gone."

"Is the mission back there?" Harry asked her.

"Maybe, maybe not," Yūgao replied cryptically. "The mission's a secret so I can't hand out details."

Harry nodded. That was understandable.

"If it is there," he told her, "could you try and get word to some of the others that I'm safe? I'm sure they're worried about me and I don't want them to try anything stupid."

"Like sending a thestral to find you?" Yūgao's voice was dry. Harry's neck flushed red.

"You know about that?" he asked. Yūgao gave him an amused look.

"I'd be concerned if I didn't," she replied. "It means I was slacking in my duties."

"It's taken care of," Harry assured her. "But I don't know if I could explain any other incidents."

"I'd like to see that," Yūgao remarked. "Anyways, I better be off. Don't do anything stupid and stay out of trouble."

Harry glared at his guardian.

"I don't try! Trouble finds me," he protested but it was futile. Yūgao just waved them away and gave Harry a sly look.

"Don't let Hatake-san get you too wound up," she advised. "I know he likes to keep others on their toes but if you get too wound up, he might try and relax you. I've heard he can be quite inventive in his methods."

Harry blushed but before he could sputter out anything, Yūgao was gone. Harry glared at the spot she had just been in. Bloody women, always interfering in his personal life. They just didn't know when to stop.

Harry tried to keep himself as busy as possible over the next few days. However, since his craft often involved waiting, he wasn't as busy as he liked to be and was often stuck in his apartment with his mind allowed to wander.

That was a dangerous thing. Recently, whenever his mind began to wander, it often chose to reenact the kiss from the other night. Harry had to keep his hands busy or he would find his fingers tracing over his lips.

Finally, three days after the kiss, Harry decided to give in and go search for Kakashi. He needed some answers from the man.

He didn't have to look very far. Kakashi was waiting for him outside the apartment building. Harry gave the man a strange look. Had he known that Harry was going to come looking for him?

"Akago-kun," Kakashi greeted the green-eyed boy with a small nod.

"Kakashi-san," Harry replied. "How have you been?"

"I've spent a lot of time reading and training with Naruto-kun and Sakura-chan," Kakashi said slowly. "I was hoping…"

He trailed off and Harry gave the spiky-haired man a sidelong look as they began to walk down the street.

"You were hoping what?" Harry prodded.

"That you might stop by so we could talk," Kakashi finished. Harry looked at the ground.

"I wanted to think," he admitted. "That's never happened to me before."

"You've never been kissed?" Kakashi sounded surprised.

"No!" Harry blurted out before he could stop himself. "No," he repeated. "Just not by…"

"A man?" Kakashi supplied. Harry nodded.

"And then there was the age difference," Harry added.

"Aren't you fifteen or sixteen?" Kakashi asked. "You're as old as many shinobi here."

"I'm not a shinobi, though," Harry pointed out. "Where I come from, I'm still just a child."

Kakashi gave Harry a long look.

"I keep forgetting that," he said softly. "You fit in so well with the shinobi and you've the eyes of someone who has seen battle. It's hard to remember sometimes."

The pair walked in silence for a little bit before Harry suddenly laughed. Kakashi looked over at the shorter man.

"What's so funny?" he asked.

"You know, I could have never stopped by in the first place," Harry realized. The shinobi gave him a strange look.

"I don't know where you live," Harry pointed out. Kakashi grinned through his mask.

"That would make things difficult," he agreed. "You could have just asked around, though."

"Yeah, I can just imagine how that conversation would go," Harry laughed. "I think if I asked Ino, she would never let it go. She would want to know everything that's happened and wouldn't let me go until she had all that information. I'm sure with her being a shinobi that she has ways of getting it."

"She definitely does," Kakashi remarked in a way that Harry felt like he was missing something.

"Oh?" he asked. Kakashi nodded.

"The Yamanaka clan is known for their mind jutsus," Kakashi explained. "They can enter your mind and get information in that way."

Harry shivered. He really hoped that Ino would never attempt something like that with him. He already had enough troubles with people entering his mind. He had spent most of the past year with random visions of Voldemort attacking him. That didn't include the failed Occlumency lessons with Professor Snape that had ultimately resulted in Sirius's death.

"That's a nasty combination," he muttered, shoving those thoughts to the back of his mind. Kakashi gave him a questioning look. Harry grinned. "That ability and her need to gossip," he explained. Kakashi chuckled.

"Can we try it out?" Harry asked after a few seconds of silence.

"Try what out?" Kakashi asked. Harry blushed and couldn't bring himself to meet Kakashi's questioning eye.

"Us?" it came out as more of a question. "A relationship?"

Kakashi had to refrain from grinning widely. He had been hoping to hear something to that effect.

"Of course," he agreed. Harry's eyes flickered up to meet his in faint surprise. Despite the kiss, the wizard hadn't really expected an affirmative answer. As their eyes met, a silent exchange took place between the two. Kakashi's eyes narrowed in a questioning manner. Harry's head tilted to the side as he understood the unspoken question and he gave a tiny, hesitant nod and took a step closer to Kakashi. The grey-haired shinobi also stepped closer and pressed his lips against Harry.

This kiss was different from the first to Harry and it took him a moment to figure out why. Once he realized what was different, Harry pushed Kakashi away slightly. The older man gave him a confused look as Harry reached toward his face. The wizard lightly tugged the mask away before turning his face up towards Kakashi's. The jounin smiled before resuming the kiss.

"Kakashi-sensei?"

I know. I'm an evil person. I hope you enjoyed and please, please, please review! No sneak peek for this chapter because I think that the ending if evil enough.