Teacher, Teacher (You Will Be Mine)

I see you sitting there by the window sill

Looking for shooting stars

I wanna get closer and closer still

I wanna take over your heart

Chapter inspiration: By Lenka You Will Be Mine and Under the Sheets by Ellie Goulding

A/N: I am terribly sorry for the long delay. I recently caught the worst case of the flu I have ever had and literally couldn't get out of bed for days, plus I moved and there was a lot of stress put on me but now I am almost fully recovered and back in action!

I just want to thank all the reviewers/favorites/alerts everything! I'm so glad that you guys took the time to read and liked this story. The encouragement is so inspiring and really sweet. Any time I can share something with my fellow Baffy fans is awesome. (^_^)

Now on to the story. Please enjoy. :)

Daffy was shocked at first before he closed his eyes and allowed himself to bask in the moment. He wasn't sure why or how, but he knew a part of him wanted this-had been dying for it and now it was finally happening. He wrapped an arm around the taller man's shoulder for balance as he leaned deeper into the kiss.

Bugs had meant for the kiss to be chaste but his body apparently had other plans. He still tried to hold on to some will power though. He couldn't really tell if Daffy's enthusiasm and compliance were natural or if he was just terrified of what Bug's would do if he didn't react.

All thoughts were pushed out of his mind however, when he felt teeth pulling at his lower lip and a probing tongue nursing the bite. Feeling bold, he slid his tongue out to meet Daffy's and soon their once graceful, chaste kiss morphed into a passionate game of dominance and need that Bugs won.

As the pace picked up, Bugs' hands trailed down Daffy's sides and settled at his hips while Daffy's free hand- the one not around Bug's shoulder- was clutching the biker boy's tee-shirt desperate for more friction with the wall at his back seeming to be urging them closer.

A moan escaped him as the heat became too much, it didn't miss Bugs' ears though, as the taller man pulled back to give him a sly smile before kissing him even more hungrily than ever, taking care to swallow every further wanton moan with a greedier kiss.

Just as the world was forgotten and every stress melted away, a knock on the door brought them back to reality with hyper speed.

"Professor Mallard? I have the papers you sent me. Are you busy? Should I leave them on your desk?"

Daffy stopped immediately, not realizing he was standing on his toes until he fell back to earth and his heart crashed into his chest, his hands flew to his mouth as he felt the blood rush to color his cheeks. It was Theodore, his teacher's aid, sounding just as cheerful as usual. His innocent, childish mind would be so corrupted if he found his teacher in a position like this…Daffy thought.

"G-give me a minute Tweety!" He yelped trying and failing to mask his humiliation.

Then he remembered Bugs, whose glacial eyes were watching the door with burning hatred no doubt for the interruption they had to experience.

Daffy felt the urge to freak wash over him with brutal force but then those cool eyes returned to him, softer and a little apologetic and he found himself not caring so much anymore, responding with an apologetic smile of his own.

He realized that he actually didn't mind it if he could stay in there a little longer with Bugs, why couldn't life allow him that? But responsibility called and he had to answer.

Straightening his sweater and blazer, he tried to think of an excuse as to why he was alone with a student in an abandoned computer room. Only his brain, which usually worked fantastic under pressure, just went fizzle.

When he looked up Bugs was smiling at him devilishly and studying the lip that Daffy was anxiously chewing with unbridled lust.

Daffy swallowed nervously before schooling his face into one of relaxed control. He tried not to crumple his resolve when Bugs flashed him a devious smile, leaned in, gave him a quick peck on the lips, and then walked out the door with a simple "see you in class Professor."

Daffy hadn't realized he was frozen until Tweety waved the papers he had asked him to copy in front of his face. "Good afternoon Professor, here are the papers you requested." He beamed.

"Uhm, thanks Tweety. I need these for class." Daffy smiled, feigning casual, but he was sure he was failing since he wasn't really much of an actor.

Tweety looked around the room, paying little attention to Daffy. "Professor? Why are you in here and who was that guy who walked out?"

Daffy blushed and nervously adjusted his spectacles, which had become foggy. "H-he's a student. He needed to talk to me about the coursework for the year." Daffy explained, clearing his throat. "And of course my office is always busy, this was the best option."

Tweety shook his blond head in mock disapproval. "Ahh, Professor there you go again, always going the extra mile for your students. No wonder you're always winning the faculty awards. It's laudable." The petite teen spun around and in his eyes, Daffy saw stars. "Someday I want to be just like you."

"Well," Daffy began but Tweety was busy rubbing his chin lost in thought again. "You know something?" He asked.

"What?"

"You should try for the U.S Professor of the Year award! You're really good at this job and Dean Plasse is always talking about how you're one of his best." Tweety was so excited he looked like a rocket about to blast off.

But Daffy had to calm him down since he usually got carried away which was never good because once Tweety got carried away he brought the whole town with him. "Now, Tweety, who says I need another award. I was thinking of taking it easy this year. You know? Give someone else a chance." He thought about Bugs and how hard it was to accept another award when he was being dishonest with everyone around him. Or how hard it was going to be to look into the loving, kind eyes of Dean Plasse and hear words of admiration that he didn't deserve.

And the worst part of all this? He was racked with the abrupt and solid realization that he'd do it all again. That he never felt more like himself then when he broke the rules. And deep down he really didn't know what kind of person that made him.

"Who deserves the award like you? You practically blow all these other Professors out the water. No need to be so modest."

Daffy took the papers from Tweety and led the both of them towards his office. Tweety of course, fired at him endlessly with good-natured compliments aimed at encouraging Daffy to try for the highest award in the nation. But Daffy ignored him in favor of trying to convince his legs not to high tail it and run home so he could finally be alone with his thoughts.

Daffy melted into his chair once they arrived at his private office. Tweety hadn't stopped talking but had, to Daffy's silent gratitude, switched the conversation to his boyfriend Taz and how great their young love was. It never failed to surprise Daffy when students were comfortable enough around him to talk about their personal lives. It warmed his heart to see them pouring their soul out to him and knowing they were safe. It made him remember why he became a teacher in the first place.

"He looks tough and he has a bit of a temper but I'm telling you Professor, he's the sweetest guy." Tweety gushed, getting more animated and excited with each word.

Daffy nodded, finally starting to enjoy the conversation and grateful he didn't have to do much of the talking. "He sounds wonderful."

Tweety blushed and ducked his tiny blond head. "He is. And he likes me for me."

"And that's all that matters." Daffy stated using his warmest caring tone.

Tweety, uncharacteristically, stayed silent. Daffy rolled his eyes in tender affection for his harebrained assistant, thinking he was probably lost in thought again when Tweety piped up. "Please don't consider this as passing my place, I don't want to seem rude but do you and Professor Plasse have something?"

Daffy all but fell out of his chair. "What on earth would make you think that?" He cried, fearing the small teen was going to summon the other Professor just by breathing his name alone.

"W-well I see the way he looks at you. I d-don't think it's normal admiration. I see an attraction there." The Tweety coloured puddle in the opposite seat answered.

"Well consider this: I have no feelings for him whatsoever. He's cocky and arrogant and with my luck, probably evil." Daffy huffed, acting more like an indignant child then an esteemed Professor in his early twenties.

Tweety frowned. "But Professor, you're not much older than I am. Don't you like anyone?"

Daffy raked his fingers through his hair. "Not anyone here. If I'm going to like someone, it won't be where I work. Tweety what do you take me for?"

"Y-you're right Professor. What was I thinking?" He laughed and then steered the conversation to the curriculum. Daffy visibly relaxed, feeling glad that all talk of Rex was apparently over and done with.

Later as Daffy was packing up to leave, as usual being one of the last ones, Dean Plasse approached him.

"Oh Professor Mallard! How lovely it is to see you!" The kind faced, almost fully grey haired older man looked down at Daffy as he stuffed the last of his papers in his briefcase. With the exception of the dark blue eyes, like looking at the surface of the deepest ocean, Dean Plasse and his son had nothing in common. The Dean was sweet, very professional and had the kind of morals and values imperative to running an elite college, characteristics that Rex severely lacked. Another great thing about him was that he never irritated Daffy, Dean Plasse was the kind of person he'd have over for company while he wouldn't let Rex one foot near his house.

"Same here Sir." Daffy smiled. "Is there anything I can help you with?" It was a little weird that the Dean hadn't sent for him and instead chose to come to him in person. Was it something serious? Did he do something wrong? Well it wasn't as if Daffy had been making any good decisions lately.

"Well Theodore was saying that it would be a good idea if you opted for something higher than the faculty awards this year. Said something like U.S. Professor of the Year?"

Daffy coughed. "Uhm-I-"

"I think it's a splendid idea my boy!" He gave Daffy such a hearty pat on the back that he almost dropped his briefcase.

Daffy was puzzled and slightly miffed. So much for wanting to take a break. "You do?"

The Dean laughed. "Yes I do. You have exactly what it takes to win that award and you have the support of most of the school. I just wanted to say you also have my support one hundred percent."

Daffy blinked, temporarily taken over by emotion. "T-thank you Sir. That means a lot."

The Dean smiled. "There's nothing to thank me for. Just keep up the good work." He gave Daffy a wink before waltzing away towards the west wing.

Daffy felt the guilt pierce his heart. This was so wrong! Why couldn't he be an average teacher and just be invisible to the higher ups? Sooner or later everyone was going to find out about Bugs and his secret would be blown. Yet why did he feel walking on the tightrope of deception to be liberating? Why did he enjoy being with Bugs and kissing him? Was he going mad?

He was going to fix it, because this was now costing a lot more than his job, it was costing him his dignity and there really wasn't much of it left.

The next day after class, Daffy walked the halls to his office alone. Porky had decided to leave work early to tend to his niece who had fallen ill and so Daffy had spent most of his day alone.

His plan to speak to Bugs failed miserably when the taller man stepped into class and winked at him in that secretive way that made him blush a deep shade of red.

Needless to say, he chickened out and all he wanted to do now was get in his office, mark some papers and wallow in his cowardice.

He didn't really get the chance to do so when he bumped into someone blocking his path. Profusely, he apologized for knocking into the person until he realized it was Bugs.

"Well hello to you too." Bugs smirked adjusting Daffy's spectacles for him before tracing the curve of Daffy's cheek with his thumb.

Daffy shuddered at the gesture, but not out of cold or disgust, no it was something that nestled in his belly and threatened to take over his being. He shuddered out of desire.

"Y-you know." He stammered, looking around them to see if anyone was near. "People would think we were sleeping together if they saw you touching me like that."

Bugs eyes flashed dangerously. "How else would you like me to touch you?"

Daffy rolled his eyes, trying to feign annoyance, despite the heat spreading to his cheeks giving him his obvious blush. "You are unbelievable."

"Go out with me again."

"How about no?"

Daffy motioned to push past him but Bugs was able to grab him from behind and draw him in to a reverse hug. "Come on Daffy. Don't make me beg." His warm breath caressed Daffy's ear with each word. The shorter man's heart felt like it would pop out of his chest any second; it thundered so loud Daffy worried if Bugs could hear it.

"Bugs I can't"

"Can't or won't?"

"Both."

Bugs rested his chin on Daffy's shoulder. "What's the problem? You still concerned whatother's think?"

Daffy nodded. "No, I just have so much more to lose and-"

"And you don't think I'm worth it?"

Daffy was shocked; he didn't expect Bugs to be so undaunted. But he couldn't let Bugs think that. Even he deserved to hear the truth. The words tumbled out of his mouth before he could stop them. "No, of course you are. It is just eating me alive. Everyone expects me to be Mr. Prim and Proper and the winner of prestigious awards and then there's the reckless side of me that wants to be with you."

"You can have both if you were as honest with them as you are with me. Believe me it will only get harder." Bugs warned.

"This is your fault." Daffy sighed in defeat, relaxing in Bugs' hold. "How do I tell them the truth?"

"Daffy, you're just going to have to suck it up and find out what's more important. Your pride or your happiness."

The shorter man sighed again. "You my friend are an awful and awesome person."

"Ain't I a stinker?" Bugs teased.

And they both laughed, enjoying the moment.

"So you'll go out with me?" Bugs asked; hope betraying him in his voice.

"I'll consider it." Daffy said, giving Bugs a sly smile.

"Good." Bugs smiled back before sealing Daffy's lips in a quick kiss. "So Friday night at eight sounds good to you?" He asked, drawing apart from Daffy and keeping the kiss short despite the temptation.

Daffy giggled as the butterflies fluttered in his stomach. "Sure. Whatever."

Bugs hugged him tighter. "I wish you could come with me now."

Daffy nodded, feeling a slight pang of longing and despair at knowing he couldn't see Bugs until tomorrow. "I can't. I have papers to grade."

Bugs sighed dramatically. "You always have papers to grade."

"I'm a teacher genius, it's what we do."

Bugs ruffled Daffy's hair in retaliation before giving him another kiss on the lips that lasted much longer than the previous one.

Daffy allowed himself to be kissed, finding it hard to care that they were doing it in the middle of the East wing's hall because mostly everyone was gone. Maybe there were some advantages to being the last one to go home after all.

When Bugs pulled away they were both breathless. "By the way." The bad boy started. "You are great in that classroom."

Daffy felt the blood rise to color his cheeks once again. "T-thank you. You're not so bad yourself."

Just then Bugs turned Daffy around so they were face to face. He leaned in close to him as if they were sharing a secret. "See you in class." He whispered, and placed a kiss on each of Daffy's blushing cheeks.

As Daffy watched him walk away and tried to calm the pounding in his chest, he realized something: Bugs was worth more than any stupid award, any day.

A/N: Sylvester, Wile E., Lola and Taz are going to make an appearance, but they will still be minor characters. So no worries.

I also just want to say a quick thank you to the people who read these author's notes, you are not obligated to but it still means a lot to me that you do.

Anywho, hoped everyone enjoyed this chapter. More to come!