Part I


A blissful moan escaped his lips as a pair of soft lips trailed the side of his neck in a delicious tantalizing manner. He could feel the soft feather like touches that nimble fingers had made across the expanse of his bare chest. He grunted in pleasure as he turned to his side allowing the sinfully erotic ministrations to continue. He hummed in appraisal as his partner's lips descended on his person. He opened one eye to see his current lover only to be blinded by his own shock of silver hair. Lazily, He brought a hand up to push his bangs away from his line of vision and froze when the girl on top of him giggled and greeted him a wonderful morning.

"Good morning handsome," She smiled and brought her lips to meet his in a chaste kiss.

His eyes snapped open. 'Shit'

The moment her lips parted his, everything became clear.

Last night's party

A drinking contest with Genma

The stupid bet

Him winning the stupid bet

'Damn it…' He groaned in annoyance and allowed the rare action of slapping a hand on his face in order to berate himself for fucking up once again under the influence of alcohol. It wasn't the first time this had happen. A woman, whose name he never bothered on remembering, lying naked in his bed. Him waking up with an unbearable headache; It was a scene all too familiar to the twenty-four year old man.

"Hey…you"

She giggled once more. "Hey yourself," her mussed up bed hair swaying as she brought her face closer and nuzzled his neck.

"Uh...huh…" His eyes glanced towards the wall clock situated near his dresser and mentally breathed out a sigh of relief as the red numbers of 5:40 am stared down at him. He tried to get up only to be halted by a well manicured hand and a pouting brunette on his arm.

"Where are you going? I was hoping for…" She giggled and licked her lips expectantly, "round two."

His eyes settled onto her face, examining it clearly for the first time and thanked the gods for this woman had met his standards even in an intoxicated state. It took all the willpower he had not to let his gaze fall any lower.

"Listen… babe—"He didn't want the nameless girl upset with him, so he decided on a safe route and decided on the sleazy pet name in place of her real one.

"I think we should… get up now."

She seemed disappointed for a moment before getting off his person and grabbing a shirt from the floor, judging from the size it must be his, and declared that she will be making breakfast for the two of them. Panic filled his person as he hastily grabbed the sheets that covered his modesty and had almost tripped, scrambling to get up.

"N-No need!" He yelled towards the open door. "The fridge is practically empty."

"Nonsense!" She smiled and cocked her hip to the side, showing off her luscious curves. "I'd be happy to whip up something simple."

He cursed under his breath and managed to pull up his discarded pants and made his way towards his kitchen where he found the girl rummaging through his near empty fridge. He chanced another glance at the clock and had to restrain himself from throwing out the unknown girl.

"Find anything?"

"Boy! You weren't kidding when you said that your fridge is empty!" She closed the refrigerator door and smirked at him, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Does that mean we get to skip breakfast and move on to dessert?"

CrapCrapCrapCrap…

The words continued to play in his mind as the barely dressed girl crossed the kitchen with a small run and wrapped her arms around his neck bringing her face closer to his.

"Are you ready?" She smirked. "Miamoto-kun?" Kakashi blanched at the fake name he had come up with and chuckled nervously gently removing her hold from of his person.

"Umm… Babe, you see I—"want you out of my fucking house right this instant.

Lucky for him a loud crashing noise from the living room caught their attention.

"H-How could you…?" The barely dressed pair looked up to see a teary eyed girl clutching her skirt in attempts to restrain herself collapse onto the floor where a number of groceries laid scattered by her feet. "How could you do this to me Moto-kun?" The girl proceeded to bawl louder and cover her face in anguish as the pair hastily separated.

"Y-You have a girlfriend!?" The scantily clad woman yelled in outrage. Kakashi had the decency to look ashamed.

"Oh my god!" She pushed passed him and moved into the bedroom, eager to gather her clothes and get out of this apartment.

"Men!" She snarled, "Flash them some skin and they'll lose reason!" A crash was heard, "And here I thought I finally found a decent guy!" She emerged from the room wearing a tight skirt and a pink camisole a glare occupying her pretty face and without missing a beat the girl slapped him across the face and made sure that it would leave a mark. "You fucking asshole"

She sent the still crying girl a pitying look and whispered an apology as well a warning to break up with the motherfucking son of a bitch right now because he didn't deserve the company of a good girl like her. She sent the man a withering glare that promised death and left the scene. The sound of the front door slamming echoed around his large apartment and soon after, silence ensued.

He sighed and ran a hand over his face, showing how utterly exhausted the whole ordeal had made him and collapsed on the kitchen counter.

He looked over to the girl and smiled wearily. "Nice save..."

"… Just help me pick these up."


Kakashi emerged from his bedroom with a towel draped over his shoulders, drying his hair. He yawned and headed over to the laundry room in search of some clean clothes to wear and settled for one of his button-up dress shirts as well as some dark pants. He exited the room, his bare feet padding across the cold floor with heavy steps. He entered the dining area with another yawn and plopped down on one of the chairs. He let his head fall down on the flat surface of his table with an audible bang and groaned in frustration; hangovers were spawns of Satan.

"You know…" A soft voice entered as well as the sweet aroma of freshly brewed coffee. "I'm getting sick and tired of playing the victimized housewife."

He chuckled nervously and accepted the cup of his daily sustenance with a sheepish smile. "Sorry about that," He took a brought the cup closer and inhaled the sweet aroma of caffeine. "Miamoto-kun was just a bit drunk last night." He tried to play it off as a joke but the frown sent his way quickly shut him up.

"This is really getting old," She sighed. "for a man your age, isn't it a bit embarrassing to have your high school student bail you out from a messy break up with your supposedly one-night stands?" She placed the some sandwiches on the table and joined him with an irritated scowl. "Really Hatake-sensei, doesn't this tire you out?"

He made a move to grab one of the sandwiches only to have his hand slapped away. "Ow!"

Green eyes narrowed at the older male and made a sound of disapproval. "Hatake!"

He groaned and dropped his head on the table while he massaged his temples. "Stop shouting…" He sighed and sent her a tired stare. "Really Sakura-chan, I'm still your sensei… at least show some respect." He pinched the bridge of his nose in poor attempts to alleviate the joys of having a hangover at a school day with a small frown.

If looks could kill, he would have already been buried six feet under.

"A man who needs to use a sixteen year old girl in order to get rid of unwanted company deserves no respect."

He stared at her for a long while. "Harsh…"

Sakura ignored him and walked towards the living room.

"What are you even doing here?" He called out, thankful that he was finally getting some of his breakfast. "I thought you didn't want anyone finding out that you're friends with me?"

She entered the dining space one more, this time holding out the standard cardigan included in their uniform set. "I don't. I just left my jacket here when I delivered those papers from Tsunade-sama. I can't go to school wearing incomplete uniform."

He chuckled and brought his mug up in mock salute. "Ah, as expected of the ever perfect president of Konoha High!"

The blank stare he received was enough of a warning to his person.

"Okaa-san sent over some leftovers. I've left them in the fridge for you." She grabbed her bag from the kitchen counter and checked herself on a nearby mirror, adjusting her ribbon and fixing her long hair. "I also bought some stuff to put in that damn empty fridge of yours, god knows how long you'll live if you keep eating those disgusting store bought bentos and instant ramen."

She glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. "I'm heading over to school now."

Kakashi glanced at his clock and saw that it was still early. "Now?"

"I've got some unfinished paperwork to deal with." She was already by the door setting aside her indoor shoes and making a move to put her school shoes on. "Not everyone has the luxury to be tardy as you do."

He laughed and patted her on the head. "You're always working too hard."

"I'm not" She swatted his hand away and opened the door. "Goodbye sensei."

"See you la—"The door was slammed shut. "—ter.'

He frowned and stuffed the rest of his sandwich in his mouth and proceeded to button up his shirt. He dragged himself towards the living room and collapsed onto the couch with a loud sigh.

"When did she stop being cute?"

Kakashi had to remind himself that his little Sakura-chan never stopped being cute. As a matter of fact the cute little girl who he teased endlessly has grown into quite the looker as the years gone by. Her pink hair that caused her a lot of grief as a child has grown reaching the small of her back and has now turned into one of her best assets. Her large expressive eyes grew wiser and showed intelligence of that way beyond her years. Her naïve and cheerful demeanor changed into that of a no-nonsense and stern attitude. He had to smile remembering the achievements the little tyke had achieved as soon as she stepped into middle school.

She was the top of her batch, the teacher's favorite regardless of what subject. A young prodigy as most would call her. She had joined the local dojo, quickly rising the ranks with one of the legendary sannins taking her on as her apprentice. A natural born leader who had been elected president by both faculty and student body of the school; She was the first freshman to have been appointed president and has been holding the title for two consecutive years. He sighed once more remembering the sweet little girl who used to follow him around and nag on him like a fretting wife when he had picked up on the habit of smoking from Asuma but now treats him like a total stranger.

"Is this what parents with teenagers feel like?" He mused with a small chuckle.

He won't lie.

He misses his little Sakura-chan. He misses the way she would hold his hand when they would walk home together. He misses the way she would fuss on him whenever she sensed that there was something wrong. He misses the times she would timidly come over and ask to play.

But most of all, He misses her being there.

Granted the girl comes from time to time with presents from both his and her parents. But it wasn't like she stayed to chat with him like they would in the old days. He couldn't help but remember the first time it happened.

He had just celebrated his third year of teaching at Konoha High as a history professor and Sakura was an upcoming first year. Kakashi was there when the Hatake and Haruno family celebrated the momentous occasion, Sakura reaching high school and him being offered the job of head teacher of the history department.

It was a small party at some fancy restaurant in a hotel.

He remembered seeing Sakura all dressed up in that pretty red dress of hers with her hair pinned up in a fancy pony tail. His parents had joked with the Haruno couple while he offered some of his as well every now and then. Sakura remained painfully polite, speaking only when spoken to and choosing not to partake any more than that. The dinner was somewhat awkward yet tolerable. Her mother had suggested about her living with him so as to make her commute easier and for her to easily ease in to high school. He was prepared to shoot down the idea seeing as how highly inappropriate it was without really needing to point it out but the girl beat him to it.

He could still feel the sting in her words when she had spoken.

"That won't be necessary. I can commute to school fine, and besides I'm sure Kakashi-san—"

It was also around that time that –kun got replaced with –san.

"—would find the presence of a sixteen year old in his apartment to be a nuisance,"

She wasn't done yet though.

"And frankly I wouldn't want to be caught seen with an educator from my school. Not only is it highly inappropriate but it would also serve as fuel to the gossip mill of people with nothing better to do with their lives."

He remembered the look she sent him from across the table.

"I'm sure rumors that will greatly affect our standings in school are best be avoided, right Kakashi-san?"

He didn't know what came over him when he agreed. In fact he disagreed. Okay, He agreed the with the point she was making but he didn't agree when she decided that their friendship will be close to nonexistent the moment she started calling him sensei. It came quite shock to him when the girl started ignoring his whole existence and maintained little to no contact of whatsoever with him.

At school she was professional; addressing him only when matters call for it, while outside she kept everything short and curt. Meeting with her became both mentally and physically draining, he had to push the girl away despite his internal turmoil just to avoid getting a serious headache.

A soft whine brought him back to his senses and he glanced down to see his pug Pakkun with a doggy dish dangling from its mouth.

"And where have you been you little mutt?" He grabbed the pug by the scruff of its neck and brought him closer to his face to deliver an angry glare. The pug barked and licked his nose in poor attempts to appease his master.

"I was getting yelled at by Sakura and you weren't there to bail me out!" He scolded while carrying him into the kitchen.

Pakkun looked up at him with a bored stare that seemed to say: Do I look like I give a shit? Feed me human.

The pug squirmed out from his hold and barked, eagerly waiting for breakfast. Kakashi sighed and filled the bowl with the left over sandwiches, having lost his appetite from going down memory lane. He glanced at the clock and dubbed that it was still too early for his standards to be late. He headed into his room and decided to tidy up a bit just in case his mother will drop by with her monthly inspections, as he'd like to call it, and be free of threatening sticky notes that she likes to place on random spots.

He watered his plant by the window sill and grabbed his bag from his desk before heading over to the front door. He patted the pug on his way out and ordered him to keep guard of the place, grabbing his keys from the bowl near the shoe rack he locked the door behind him and was greeted by his elderly neighbor who seemed to be coming back from grocery shopping. The old woman offered him an apple which he gladly accepted with a smile and wished her a good day. The elevator arrived just in time and he got in with a couple of elementary students who were texting on their phone and didn't even bother to greet him. He ignored the pair and watched the double doors close in front of him and waited for his floor.

Kakashi felt his pocket buzz and fished out his phone to see that he had received a text message from their vice principal. He read the message with a chuckle and bit into the apple that was given to him. The vice principal had sent him a reminder that there was a meeting and he was only allowed an hour of delay today or else he was fired. He glanced at his watch and decided that it would be fun to see the reaction of his students if he was actually on time today. The elevator dinged and he looked up to see that he was already in the basement parking lot.

He found his car in its usual parking space and unlocked it. His phone vibrated once more but he decided to ignore it for a while and exited the grounds of his condo. It was at a traffic light when he decided to check up on the mail and was shocked to see that it was from Sakura.

I'm at K – stationary store, pick me up.

-Sakura H.

He cursed under his breath having passed the turn that lead to the shopping district and speeded up to take the next turn.

"I thought she was already at school!"

With one hand he picked up his phone and replied that he was already nearing the district. He parked near along the entrance and decided to search for her rather than have her walk outside. The stationary store was located farther back into the area but he found the girl near the food court with a couple of students from another school, judging by their appearance they might have been seniors from the neighboring school of Suna.

He stopped and raised a brow in question at the scene. 'Friends?' He decided to let the situation play out before interfering knowing that he could be mistaken and get thrown in jail for touching a minor.

Sakura was sitting in one of the benches with a bunch of bags surrounding her. Her face was blank but the small quirk from her lips indicated the irritation she felt. "Please go away."

"Hey, hey" One of the males stood too close for her liking. "Are you skipping? If so, how about coming with us?"

Another laughed and pushed aside her bags taking a seat besides her. Kakashi noted how Sakura's eyes narrowed when her purchased items hit the ground and some items fell out. "We'll take you to Karaoke and get something good if you want."

"That won't be necessary," Her voice was curt and the polite smile on her face was quite misleading. "I'm waiting for someone."

"Your boyfriend?" The third spoke up with a smirk, "I don't see him anywhere though." He pretended to look around, and laughed when his friends went along with his antics.

Sakura picked up her bags and smiled once more, albeit a little bit forced. "He's not here yet."

"But we are," The first one pulled her closer to him with a chuckle; he tipped her chin in order to meet her eyes and offered a sly wink. "And we don't want to leave a pretty girl alone."

Sakura growled and pushed the male away from her person, effectively making him fall to the ground and glared. "Don't touch me!"

"Hey, calm down!" one of them said. "We just wanted to make friends with you, no need to get violent!"

Another one helped the fallen moron up with a mocking laugh. "You okay there Aka-chin?"

'Aka-chin' pushed his offered hand away and glared back at the pink haired girl who glared right back. "You bitch! Do you know who I am?"

Sakura was about to open her mouth to retort when one of the males cam behind her and grabbed her arms in place. Her captor laughed and held on tighter, "Sorry for you girlie, you pissed off Akashi!"

"Let me go!"

Akashi smirked and stood up, dusting his pants as he did. "You messed with the wrong people pinky."

Sakura frowned at the nickname. "I said, let me go."

"No way, you haven't even properly apologized yet. What if I broke something huh?"

She was losing her patience. In her mind, she played the perfect escape plan. It was easy to escape from the boy holding her from behind; a quick twist of her body will easily surprise the taller male enough to have him release her. After that, a well deserved kick can be delivered to this Akashi-guy for all the trouble he caused and if any of his buddies tried to interrupt, she had already prepared the necessary counter-attack to fend off these creeps. But a quick glance down at her uniform and all plans of revenge disappeared. She was wearing her school colors, anyone within the area would immediately recognize her as a student of Konoha and any form of violence conducted by a student will eventually be heard by the board of education and expulsion of said student will be undeniably certain.

She bit her lip in annoyance and muttered out an apology through gritted teeth.

"Hmm? What was that?" Akashi grinned. "I couldn't hear you over all this noise!" His friends laughed only adding fuel to the irritation she felt.

Sakura glared at him. "I'm sorry. Please. Let me go."

He laughed. "Now that wasn't too hard was it?"

His friends laughed along as Akashi motioned for his friend to let her go with a simple nod. Sakura tore away from the boy's hold and massaged her wrist, thanking the gods that the guy was careful enough not to leave some bruises. "Thank you."

Akashi smirked and took her by the hand. "Now how about that drink—"

"Okay!" The teens looked over to see a middle aged man with a shock of silver hair approaching with a warm smile. "I think that's enough out of you kiddies."

"Hatake-sensei,"

At the mention of the title the males immediately put some respectable distance between them and their former target. "H-Hey we weren't doing anything wrong! We just wanted to help her!"

"T-That's right! She had all these stuff that needed to be carried!"

Kakashi smiled. "Well wasn't that nice of them, Haruno-san?"

Sakura ignored the male and walked over to her fallen items, inspecting if they had damaged it in any way. She sighed in relief when she found nothing amiss and picked them up with ease. "Yes sensei."

"S-See! We weren't doing anything wrong." Akashi backed away slowly along with his buddies. "Well then, I guess we will be going now!"

Kakashi laughed. "Of course, school will begin soon and you guys wouldn't want to be late,"

"Y-Yeah, sure so—"

"That's why I called an old friend of mine from Suna High to pick you boys up. You do know Baki-san right?"

At the mention of the Spartan head of discipline the students of Suna paled and gulped audibly. They stared at the smiling silver haired male then towards the black van that pulled up by the districts entrance. The front window rolled down and a very scary looking male slowly motioned for them to climb aboard.

Kakashi smiled. "Have a safe trip!"


"…If you were watching the whole time why didn't you bother helping me the moment those creeps approached me?"

Kakashi sighed. "I didn't know they weren't your friends."

"I don't make friends with creeps."

"Sorry to say, creeps or not, there are laws about adults harming children. I wasn't about to get my ass thrown into jail because of a misunderstanding."

Sakura fastened her seatbelt with a dry laugh. "Says the man who makes it a point to create a misunderstanding everywhere he went."

Kakashi frowned. "Hey."

She stayed silent after that. Kakashi focused his attention towards the road, already hating the decision of coming to pick her up. The girl made it clear that she wanted no one finding out about their so called relationship and she does things like this. He suppressed the tired sigh that was bubbling up inside his throat but the girl beat him to it.

Sakura sighed. "What were you even doing there in the first place?"

Say what now?

"What? You were the one who told me to come and get you!"

"I did nothing of this sort!"

Kakashi frowned and pulled out his phone, tossing it to her lap. "You sent me a damned text message asking me to drive you back to school!"

Sakura frowned and placed his phone on the dashboard of the vehicle. "That's impossible I left my phone at school with…!"

"…Tsunade-sama?"

"Tsunade-sama…"

Kakashi sighed. "That woman doesn't really know when to stop does she?"

Sakura didn't reply but the slight twitch from her lips showed that she agreed with him whole heartedly.

"You should really stop leaving your phone when you go out," He as they came towards a stop light. "You'll never know when things like this might happen again."

She frowned. "I could've handled it myself."

Kakashi scoffed. "And risk tainting the name of Konoha? I don't think so."

Sakura glared him.

"Hey, don't look at me like that." He scolded. "We both know you could've handled the situation but you hesitated…"

"Shut up."

"…And haven't you learned that hesitation often leads to mistakes. I think Tsunade-sama needs to re-educate her little pupil." He teased.

"STOP THE CAR!"

Kakashi looked surprised for a moment but immediately moved to park when he saw the girl shaking with silent anger. "Sakura, I didn't—"

"I'm walking the rest of the way," She unbuckled her seatbelt and bent down to gather her purchased item. "I don't want anyone to see us arriving to school together." She opened the door and closed it shut behind her. Kakashi frowned and rolled down the windows.

"Thank you for your kindness, Hatake-sensei."

She began walking away and he could only stare at her retreating back. It was only then when she disappeared from the corner that he let his head drop on the steering wheel, not caring if his car horn disrupted the peace of the whole vicinity.

"…I'm such a fucking idiot…"


What up?

So here's the continuation HAHA... well part one of the continuation for Not Interested.

I was working on the so-called mini thesis and my mind needed a breather, so it gave birth to this. This was a work in progress and I happened to finish (the first part anyways) it.

So... Review? please?

Thank you !

And for some unknown reason, I want to apologize... I'm sorry (for whatever)