(Thank you to those who have got this far

sorry its so hort right now, but i will be adding on some soon)

THREE

"ONE more week," Kakashi says, stepping through the door with two brown bags in his arms. He walks into the kitchen, Sasuke following out of curiosity of what was in those bags.

"One more week till what?"

"I am out of your hair and in my own place."

"Party!" Sasuke teases, "I'll invite everyone."

"Punk," Kakashi drops the bags on the island and Sasuke slides onto a stool on the opposite side, "I don't care what you say, I bought us dinner."

"Kakashi—"

"Shut your trap Sasuke," he gives the younger man a stern look then smiles. "I got some shrimps," he pulls out a newspaper wrapped bundle, and I got all the stuff to make the shit that's in

the fancy shrimp cocktails, and some fine port wine this guy at the brewery convinced me was the finest in his place," he finishes pulling out the cocktail jar and sets out a tall, thin,

almost-black bottle with white wrappings.

"You didn't have to do that—"

"And for dessert," he cuts Sasuke off, "is some key-lime pie, because I know it's your favorite."

Sasuke shakes his head a little. That key-lime pie looked perfect though. He wanted a piece of it now, "only dessert has to be first."

Kakashi tisks him and sets the pie onto of the cupboard where Sasuke cannot reach with out getting a chair. "No pie until after dinner," he says in a motherly tone.

"Awe," Sasuke bows his head. "Fine, feed me your poison."

Kakashi didn't say a thing and pulled out to wine glasses, pops the cork, pours them both half a glass and sets to work on dinner.

Shy comes in twenty minutes later, as Kakashi is pouring his concoction into two glasses and pulling shrimp from a bowl and lining the glasses. He receives his dinner of a can of dog food

that looked like chunks of spit out meat covered in goopy gravy. He inhales it and skips up the stairs to the garden.

"No wonder he's getting so big," Kakashi says walking out the stairs after the growing pup.

"What?"

"I swear in the two weeks I have been here that dog is twice his size."

"No he's not."

Kakashi rolls his eyes as they sit in front of dinner around the fire pit, "I could hold him like a baby and now he's more like a toddler."

"Well, he is going to be a big dog when he gets older. They are fully grown at five," Sasuke says sucking a shrimp from it's tail.

"Do you like it?"

"Yeah, where did you learn to cook?"

"My mother, she runs a restaurant in Britain now."

"When did she go out there?"

"Two years ago, she's doing real well."

"That's good, I'm happy for her."

Kakashi looks to his student. In the flickering fire light, Sasuke's already sharp features sharpened, his dark eyes perfectly reflecting the lines of the flames. He slowly lifts his wine glass up to

his lips and sips, licking his lips, looking at the liquid, giving a little swirl, and sipping again, his thin lips roll over each other as he tastes the wine.

To Kakashi he was irresistible.

He wanted to run his fingers through his charcoal-black hair, and over his thin, light lips. He wanted to be able to touch him, and run his fingertips over his pale skin. He wanted to make the

boy moan his name, in sweet bliss…oh, all the things he could do to make his beautiful lips part in deep pants and moans.

Sasuke looks away from the flame and into his eyes.

But he couldn't.

Kakashi fought back a blush as he give the boy a smile and looks to the flames, "I'm glad I met you."

"Me too," Sasuke nods and turns his eyes over to Shy, who was pondering around the yard.

Sasuke still couldn't comprehend his attractiveness to his now-roommate. Of course the man was his former teacher, but he was also his old-time best friend. Best friend…

After another glass of wine after dinner and a movie, Sasuke sighed into his bed, worn from work. Shy curls up on the pillow next to him and he lets sleep overtake him.

He was sitting on the bench in his garden, next to Kakashi, Shy was running around after a butterfly and Kakashi was laughing.

"I think, one day he might catch one. He's getting quicker."

He laughs, "Yeah, when he's a mini-horse he'll be fast enough."

"What a dorky dog."

Sasuke just sits in the moment.

Kakashi put a hand on his thigh, and Sasuke looks to him, "I want to thank you again for letting me stay here."

"I told you it's not a bother."

"But still. I don't know what I could do to make this up to you."

"Kakashi, really, you don't have to," Sasuke gives him a smile. "I enjoy having you here."

"You've done so much for me though."

"And you helped me get a good job, we are even."

Kakashi shakes his head a little, "that doesn't count."

"Oh please Ka—" he was cut off by Kakashi's lips coming down on his own. The older man's lips are soft and tempting on his. He puts a hand on Kakashi's cheek and pulls him closer, pushing

their lips farther together.

Sasuke woke with a start, and sits, touching his lips. "Only a dream," he tells Shy who got up in alarm. The pup lays back down, his eyes still on his master.

"An odd dream. That involved Kakashi kissing me…and me kissing Kakashi back…" He shakes his head. "That's silly. I'm not hot for Kakashi. He's my best friend…he's ten years older than I

am…he was my professor…I don't get it Shy," he looks to his dog, who lifts his head up and tilts it to the side.

"You either?…I don't think of Kakashi that way," Shy lays his head back down. "Do I?" Sasuke rubs his eyes and fells back into a light, almost rest-less sleep.