Yamato ran as fast as he could for as long as he could, Kakashi's house was only about ten minutes away from campus and Yamato prayed he would find him there. His legs were aching by the time he rounded the corner onto Kakashi's street. But he didn't slow down until he was right outside his house. Yamato stopped by the gate, suddenly panicked. Kakashi hadn't even acknowledged him outside the exam hall. He wasn't sure he wanted to see him at all. Was it too late, Kakashi had warned he wouldn't wait around forever. Yamato didn't care he walked right up to Kakashi's door and knocked hard. He was still breathing heavily and after no answer for a minute or so Yamato started to fear the silver haired man wasn't even home. "Kakashi!" Yamato shouted, Yamato banged on the door again with more force and whispered to himself. "Please answer" Yamato heard a noise inside the house and he stood up straight, "Kakashi?" The door slowly opened and Yamato's heart skipped a beat. However it was not Kakashi who answered. A tall dark haired man stood in Kakashi's place, he wore nothing but tight green pants and a towel around his shoulders.

"Can I help you?" he asked casually.

"oh, erm," Shit, Yamato thought to himself, he was so determined and wrapped up in meeting Kakashi, he had forgotten about the roommate. "Gai, right? Is Kakashi here."

"I remember you, Yamato isn't it? Kakashi has been talking a lot about you." Gai raised his eyebrows and smiled. "Kakashi is in his room, I'm just going out." He stepped out of the way to let Yamato pass.

"Thanks." Yamato said to Gai, He leaped up the stairs two at a time.

"Make sure your safe." Yamato heard Gai shout after him before the door closed. , but he didn't really understand so ignored him, more focused on the man upstairs.

"Kakashi" he called out. When Yamato reached the door to Kakashi's room. He reached out to grasp the door handle, but as he went to push the door to let himself in, it wouldn't move. Yamato rested his forehead against the wooden paneling. "Kakashi," Yamato whispered softly. "Please let me in." Yamato could feel Kakashi on the other side of the door and he knew he could hear him. "Please, I need to talk to you." Yamato was desperate.

"What about your exam? what are you even doing here. Yamato?" Kakashi replied.

Yamato's eyes widened and then he asked "Screw that exam ,screw everything, I only care about this right now. Kakashi, have I upset you? Why won't you let me in?" Yamato waited for a reply but received none. "I, I'm sorry I left so suddenly from your bed, that night. And, and I'm sorry I havn't called you since we met last. Truth is, I ruined your note, I slept with it every night and the numbers wore away, I thought about calling you, heck I thought a lot about you, I thought about seeing you again, and holding you and kissing you once more. But I didn't know what to do, you are a man, and I havn't ever loved a man before." Yamato had realized what he had said and his eyes shot open again.

The door swung on its hinges and Yamato fell into Kakashi on the other side. He gripped the man's toned arms tightly so he didn't fall. Steadying himself, Yamato stood upright pressed against Kakashi.

"You love me?" Kakashi looked shocked. "Isn't that a bit soon, Yamato?"

"Says you," Yamato replied aggressively. "The man who gave me a blow job on the first night we met. Kakashi nodded his head to the side as if to say 'well that's true.' Yamato took ahold of Kakashi's face in his hands, and stared into his deep dark eyes. "You were the one who told me to let my inhibitions go Kakashi, so here goes." Yamato leaned closer to Kakashi and gently reached for the mask covering his face. Kakashi's hands whipped up to grab Yamato's wrists. Yamato stared harder into Kakashi's eyes. "Why don't you show your face?"

"I, I just don't like to" Kakashi replied.

"You need to let go of your inhibitions." Yamato said with a smirk.

Kakashi sighed "I don't usually let people see my face."

"I don't usually let hot guys suck my cock at parties." Yamato argued back, with that Kakashi laughed.

"Don't laugh at me or anything," he said and let go of Yamato's wrists.

Yamato slowly pulled down the thin mask from Kakashi's face, he gazed upon it, his eyes fixating on Kakashi's lips. He smiled to himself.

"Hey, you promised you wouldn't laugh," Kakashi repeated.

"I'm not laughing." Yamato responded. "It's just I've been imagining your face for a while now, and you are even more beautiful in real life." Kakashi began to smile but Yamato didn't give him time to. He forcibly pressed his lips on Kakashi's. Yamato had been craving the moment, the sweet taste of Kakashi on his tongue, their bodies pressed tightly together. Yamato was glad that Kakashi let Yamato kiss him. Yamato pressed so hard into Kakashi that the two of them stumbled backwards until Yamato was pressing Kakashi up against the door. Yamato had never had such a passionate kiss. It was only upon pressing his torso hard against Kakashi, Yamato's knee finding its way between Kakashi's legs, that Yamato felt Kakashi press back. Yamato was waiting for Kakashi to push back. He knew he was the dominant type. Their tongues wrestled against each other and Kakashi bought his hands up to grasp Yamato's short hair, making the younger man moan. After a few minutes Kakashi pulled Yamato's head backwards breaking the kiss. Yamato felt the older man push him backwards until he fell onto the bed. Yamato lay staring up at Kakashi, who was taking off his shirt, Yamato let his eyes wonder over Kakashi's chiseled physique. Taking in his toned abs and perky nipples. Yamato bit his lip as the shirt came flying off Kakashi and onto the floor. Yamato watched Kakashi smirk and raise an eyebrow as if to say, 'your shirt isn't going to be on for long either Yamato.'