Hi everyone! I havent been on in a while because of a serious accident. I was writing a story when the accident happened so I have been reluctant to write again, but the ideas keep rolling in and I feel like I can write again without the fear and I am currently writing 3 stories. This one is getting closer to finished, so i will go ahead and post it. I will post the other stories later on. I am trying to proofread and spell check everything before I post it because I still don't ave a good word program since my laptop died. I know I still have an open story on here that I need to finish and I promise I will finish it soon. I just kinda have writers block with right now.

As always, I do not own Naruto.

This all started because of a dream I had last night. I thought it would be a cute kaka-saku fic.

One Week

Chapter 1
WEDNESDAY

Sakura knew she wouldn't make it to class on time. She walked over to the hospital's courtesy phone. She was so lucky to have a professor who gave his students his classroom number in case of not being able to show up for class. She had been attending this college for a almost 6 months. There weren't many professors, so the ones they had, were stuck teaching more than one subject.

She had been in Kakashi Hatake's class for almost six months now. It would be another week before the classes rotated and she would be moved to another professors classroom for six months. She was un-happy about that though. She had developed serious feelings for her professor and the thought of not getting to spend 2 hours of class time with him, four days out of the week was rather depressing.

The class wasn't very full. There were 6 other students. Most of whom Sakura didn't know personally. The only person in the class she actually knew, was Sai, but he was so quiet and odd, it didn't really make up for anything.

"Hello?" Kakashi's voice said into her ear. She felt a shiver go down her spine. She had never had to use the number to call him before because she had never missed or been late to a class. "Um ... Hi Professor Hatake. It's uh .. Sakura .. Sakura Haruno. I was just letting you know I would be late to class."

"Oh, ok. Do you know how late?"

"Probably an hour. I'm at the hospital with one of my friends."

"Oh, I am so sorry to hear that Sakura. Don't worry about coming in tonight, you can make up the class later."

"No, please Professor. I don't want to miss anything. Its nothing too serious, she is just terrified to be left alone and since I was with her before hand, I was nominated to be the one at her side. They are getting ready to discharge her, and I was going to make sure she got home safe. Then I figured I would hurry on over to class."

"Well, I am giving the important part of the lecture at the beginning, by the time you get there, you would probably be lost. Tell you what. I don't usually do this, but I could come over to your house and give you the lecture after this class is over."

"Oh my gosh, Professor! That is so nice, you don't have to do that!" She exclaimed as butterflies began to desperately try and escape the confines of her stomach.

"Well, you are the most hardworking out of the class. You go to school full time, Work full time plus overtime at the hospital and barely have any time to study or sleep."

Sakura was soaring through the air. Her brain wasn't contemplating many thoughts at all. It was as if someone turned off the gravity in her world and she was simply floating.

She managed to give him her address and they said their good byes. Then the gravity was turned back on. She plummeted to the hard surface below, jolting her out of her moment in the clouds feeling. 'Oh my god, is my house clean? I need to do this ... oh and I have to do that, no questions asked. Should I make a meal, or just some coffee? Does he like coffee? I should have asked if he liked coffee. Most Professors like coffee, don't they? Coffee is no good with out donuts or cookies. I have to bake cookies. Do have time to do all this?'

She mentally smacked herself. 'Shut up! Hes coming over to give us a lecture, not for a date." She scowled at the tiny bit of her 12 year old self that still remained a small part of her inward personality.

After Ino was discharged, Sakura made sure she got her home safely. Then she realized ... there was less than 15 minutes of class left and Kakashi would be heading to her house. The discharge had taken an hour longer than it was supposed to. She wouldn't dare run in these shoes. Hopefully he would just wait for her. She wold be embarrassed if he came and went without her being there.

She finally arrived, but no one was at her door waiting. She rushed over and unlocked the door. She rushed in, threw her purse on the couch without even a glance. She rushed over to her clock. 'Okay. He may be running a little late.' She walked into her kitchen and put a pot of coffee on. She rummaged through her cabinets and found a box of sugar cookies with icing. She placed them on a platter and left it on the kitchen sink. 'I should probably change clothes too.' She walked out of the kitchen and back into the living room.

She almost screamed. Kakashi was sitting in her recliner. "Kakashi! When did you..." "I'm sorry, I know the landlady and allot of people know me here. I didn't think it would look too good, a professor standing at a young girls door this late at night, so I asked the landlady to let me in." It was a good explanation. "So people know you here?"

"Yeah, I actually live here." Her eyes widened.

"Really? Where?"

"4th floor."

"No kidding!"

Kakashi looked at her attire. His eyes looked different than they did in the classroom. She looked down at herself. "Oh god, I am so sorry. I had hoped to change before you got here. Ino and I had gone out to a club earlier and when we were leaving, she tripped in her shoes and that's when she messed up her ankle." She was so embarrassed. She was wearing a silk crimson red dress. it had thin straps at the shoulders, it showcased her cleavage and it came down to mid thigh. Her shoes were the same red, 6 inches tall.

Kakashi's mouth had went dry. He would really appreciate that cup of coffee right now. "Sakura, are you sure you should be wearing something like that out? You have too much going for you to catch the wrong guy and ... " he trailed off. She blushed even harder and mentally was kicking her own butt. She would have figured he would act like this. "Well, it was sort of a bet from my friend, Ino. She is a ... um ... mans ... lady.."

"Ah, I see. " Kakashi said. "Yeah, she said I could actually get a guy to ask me home or ask to come over if I wore this. I had no intentions of bringing him home, it was simply a bet." Kakashi chuckled. "Well, did you get a guy to ask?" "No." She practically snorted. Kakashi chuckled again. "I think you did." She looked at him quizzically.

"If I understand correctly, the bet was ... If you wore that, you could get a man to want to come over, or want to take you home." Sakura nodded, still not catching on. "Well, I am here, aren't I? Not necessarily because of the outfit, but you have a man in your apartment while you are wearing it."

Sakura smiled and blushed furiously. When the bet had been made, she had never pictured Kakashi being the one in her home at the end of the night. She guessed Ino really had won the bet. "Um, I'll go grab my books and the coffee should be done shortly." She made her way to the bedroom and his eyes couldn't help but follow the sway of her hips.

He knew she hadn't meant for him to see her like this, but he was happy he had, but also distraught. He feared he would never be able to look at her the same. Sure he had found her attractive for some time. He admired how hard working and devoted she was, and now, he was sexually attracted to her on top of it all. He inwardly groaned.

She came back out still wearing the damned thing. She put her books down on the coffee table, unintentionally giving him an eyeful of cleavage and a glimpse of her silk red panties in a small mirror behind her. He felt his member twitch. She walked to the kitchen and got the coffee and cookies and brought them back to the coffee table. "Okay, where do we start?" she asked.

He tried to take his eyes off her, but couldn't. "I can change if this is making you uncomfortable, Professor." He simply shook his head no. He tore his eyes away from her and looked down to the books. "Uh, this one will do." She opened the book to the dog eared page. He finally grabbed hold of himself and began the lesson. Sakura was such an eager learner. She was following the text in the book, taking notes and still asking questions. He admired that in her as well.

The lesson ended quicker than he thought. He supposed it was because he didn't have 6 other students asking the same questions, just worded differently. He would word the answers differently just to mess with them and get them to write the same answer down several times.

He picked up his coffee cup and took another sip. She grabbed a cookie and took a bite. As she pulled the cookie away, he stifled a laugh. "You have an icing mustache." She grinned and began to wipe it away. Then she did something so horrific, he had to hold on the the chair to keep from jumping her. She innocently licked the icing off her fingers.

He was having an inner battle with himself. She had missed a spot. "You ... uh." was all he could manage out while pointing above his lip. She caught on and wiped. "Other..." he croaked. She tried the other side but still missed it. He moved his shaking hand towards her face. This did not go un-noticed by Sakura. She stayed quiet and watched his trembling finger as it wiped away the icing.

She knew exactly what was happening now. From his trembling hand to his shaky breath, all the way down to the bulge in his pants. He was very turned on and she knew she could be the only thing causing it right now. She grew more bold and grabbed his wrist as it retreated from her face. She took her finger to his icing covered finger and wiped it onto hers.

She then let go of his wrist and licked the icing off her own finger. He looked at his finger and back at her. "Sorry, this icing is too good to waste." "Well, in that case, you missed some." Kakashi said darkly, holding out his finger again. She noted he was no longer trembling. Perhaps she had crossed a line with him. A dangerous line. There was no going back now. She took hold of his finger and placed it in her mouth and sucked the remaining icing off.

His eyes about rolled back into his head. She grinned at the effect she was having on her professor. She looked up at him, and there was something primal in his eyes. "Kinda sad we only have one more week of class left." she said with a small pout. "Very true. But after that I will no longer be your professor and no one can say anything when I do this." He leaned forward and captured her lips against his.

It was quiet except for her heart thumping inside her head. She leaned further into him. When they pulled away from the kiss, she was dazed. She had finally shared a kiss with her Professor. She almost whimpered in anticipation at the thought of taking things further.

"I should probably go before things get too heated."

"I don't see how it could get much hotter in this room."

"Oh, it definitely would get hotter in here if we continued."

"So why dont we?"

"I would rather keep things professional."

Her heart stopped and her face saddened.

"In one week, when I am no longer your professor, there will be no need to keep things professional." He smiled at her.

Her gaze softened and her smile returned. He kissed her again, more gently. "One Week." He whispered against her skin. She visibly shuddered. "If you pass your exam, I will give you a nice surprise." She smiled up at him and nodded.

He got up and left. She watched as he walked to the other building of the apartment complex. She then headed to the bathroom to take a very cold shower.