A/N: longer than i intended on taking, but that doesn't matter. I'm sure you can forgive me eventually.

Can't believe i'm up to chapter 6. -gasp- How exciting. I'm taking my time, but im finally starting to get somewhere. I'm kinda worrying that Kakashi is resembling an AU Sasuke a bit much? Idk, what do you think?

"KAKASHI, THIS IS THE THIRD TIME I'VE COME IN, WAKE UP!" his mother screeched.

Kakashi stayed silent, hiding under his pillow, wondering if maybe his mother would mistake him for having died in his sleep, preventing him from going to school.

Unfortunately, he had no such luck, and his mother threw his blankets off him, running her hands up his sides, tickling him.

Kakashi bit his lip hard enough to draw blood to stop himself from laughing, but to no avail. The second the slightest giggle escaped his lips, his mother stops. "I knew you were awake, now get up, i'm driving you to school myself to make sure you get there."

He groaned, wanting nothing less than to go to school. He managed to avoid it yesterday, but when his mother came home early to see him enthusiastically playing guitar hero, displaying no signs of any genuine illness, she was furious, telling him she didn't care if he starting bleeding from every orifice of his body, he was going to school tomorrow.

She was staying true to her word too. She was at least half an hour late for work already and she was willing to accept that in order to send him to school. "Damn stubborn woman." he muttered under his breath, just quiet enough that she couldn't hear.

He irritably put his clothes on, before storming downstairs, catching the apple his mother threw at him and grabbing his bag that she'd already packed his lunch in. Even when she was pissed off with him, she was still thoughtful.

He picked his car keys off the bench, making his way to get in his car, when she stopped him. "Not so fast mister. I'm driving you today, to make sure you actually go to school."

"Mother dearest" Kakashi said calmly, in the most condescending voice he could manage. "If you were to drive me, i wouldn't have a way to get home, and besides, the school calls you if i don't turn up by second period without explanation, so you'll know that i went to school."

She frowned, not wanting to admit that he was right in his reasoning, and that she was unable to find a way around it. "Fine." she snapped. "And trust me Hatake, if i get that call, there will be all varieties of hell to pay, you got it?"

Kakashi sighed, nodding solemnly, deciding that there wasn't really a way to get out of going to school now. He hopped in his car, violently slamming the door behind him, and speeding out of the garage. His mother remained in the doorway for a moment, before sighing to herself and shaking her head. Sometimes she wished she had a daughter. She would never understand her son's logic.

Kakashi swerved hazardously into his parking space at school, before throwing his door open, and walking towards the school with a slightly defeated stature. Why was his mother so cruel? Yesterday he avoided school on the off chance that he might run into his English teacher, today, when he actually had a class with him, he was forced to face him. How was that fair?

As much as he refused to admit it though, he found himself slightly more partial to the idea if his teacher would let him kiss him again.....

Kakashi arrived at his locker and hit his head against it. Hard. He wasn't allowed to think things like that. He wasn't! Why couldn't he be normal, and want a nice pretty girl from his class? What on earth was he doing, thinking things like that about his teacher? His undeniably attractive teacher, but his teacher none the less.

He hit his head again. Not attractive, not attractive!

"He is definitely, Not. Attractive." Kakashi told himself firmly.

"Who isn't attractive?"

He let out an uncharacteristically high pitched squeak, slamming his locker shut and spinning around to face Obito.

The boy in turn jumped out of his skin, yelling loudly in shock. "Jesus Christ, Kakashi. Fucking, calm down much?"

Kakashi took a few breaths, wondering at what point he lost himself so deeply in thought that Obito could scare him like that.

"Hell man." The Uchiha said, now that he had regained his composure a bit. "What the hell was that? And who isn't attractive?"

"Nothing, i was just thinking." He murmured, pushing past and walking towards their class. "Come on, we have English now."

Iruka didn't like to think of himself as desperate. No. He was just single, and eagerly searching, that was all. Of course, the last person he should be seeking a relationship with, was his student.

Not that he was seeking a relationship with his student. No, it definitely wasn't like that. Just, with Kakashi being so cute, and SUCH a good kisser, he found himself, not too opposed to the idea of it.

Iruka shook his head wildly, horrified that he was allowing himself to have such thoughts. He was a teacher, Kakashi was a student. Despite how attracted to the student in question he might be, he was a responsible and trustworthy teacher, and was by no means going to have an illegal relationship with a student. He was an authority figure. He should be setting a good example, not having such.... perverse thoughts.

It was only after Rin came in, that he realised what class he had. "Fuck." was all he could manage, and the girl, turned, raising her eyebrow at him curiously.

"What's wrong Mr Umino, you seem rather nervous about teaching our class, we're not that scary are we?"

Iruka, totally oblivious to the fact that Rin was painfully aware of the unspoken game that he and Kakashi had started playing, smiled softly. "Of course not dear, i'm just tired, and forgot which class i had." he said sweetly, as the rest of the class piled in. Rin seemed angry at this answer, and flicked her hair, making her way angrily to the back of the room, and taking her seat, folding her arms.

Before he had time to wonder what had her so pissed off, Kakashi walked through the door with a ranting Obito behind him. He looked rather bored with the whole situation, and visibly paled at the sight of his teacher at the desk.

Without a word, he swiftly join Rin, Obito following closely behind. They took their seats, the class beginning as usual, but without Iruka's normal enthusiasm. Kakashi seemed to think the minutes dragged on, and barely noticed that Iruka was ignoring the fact that he wasn't doing his work as he had been instructed to.

It wasn't until the end on class, as the students began filing out, that Iruka said. "And Kakashi, i was appalled with your effort today, stay back please."

Kakashi hadn't even realised that class had finished so made no move to leave his seat. Once the students had all left, Iruka closed the door, leaning against it for a moment, before he slowly made his way to the back of the room. He pulled out Rin's seat, and sat next to Kakashi, the pair both remaining silent for a moment.

Iruka was the first to speak.

"Look, Kakashi, about what happened the other day...."

"What is there to talk about." He muttered emotionlessly, voice void of emotion.

"Don't be ridiculous Kakashi-"

"I'm being ridiculous?" Kakashi demanded, throwing his chair back as he stood over his teacher. "You're the one that kissed your student!"

Iruka, now equally angry, stood as well, easily a few inches taller than his student. "Excuse me? You're the one that kissed me!"

"You LET me kiss you."

"Well, i wasn't about to stop a hot guy, student or not-" Iruka cut off, unable to believe he had let his emotions out of control to say that. "Excuse me." he whispered, running out of the class.

Kakashi started after his teacher, his heart feeling painfully tight in his chest. If he thought coming to school today was hard, how was he going to manage tomorrow.

A/N: Stephi updated again ^_^ she'll try and do it more frequently. Review and convince me to do something more? I didn't finish proof reading it, i'm too tired. Notice any mistakes then tell me ok?