A/N: Long time no see guys! I've never written for this couple before, or even in this fandom. But admittedly I've wanted to for a while, because reading KakaSaku fics were what got me into fanfiction. I had always shied away from writing for this couple, as I felt I could never do it justice compared to some of the fics on here. But when this plot bunny popped up I just couldn't help myself. Enjoy this two-shot!

Operation: Avoid Kakashi-Sensei At All Costs!

"Alright, Sensei, you're all set!" Sakura proclaimed cheerfully as she finished writing down the rest of the patient information on her clipboard. Light was pouring in through the open window of the examination room at the Konoha Clinic, and Sakura eagerly absorbed its warm rays from where she sat in her rolling chair. "You were more compliant than usual today, I'm so glad to see your silly phobia of checkups is starting to alleviate."

"Yes, well," Kakashi replied, adopting the same pleasant tone that his student had used. He was currently strapped down to a gurney, held in place with various chakra proof restraints. "I didn't want a repeat of last time. That was a rather large handsaw you had and I still have no idea where you'd been hiding it."

Sakura smirked as she procured a key from her lab coat pocket and set about unlocking the bindings. When she'd finished, Kakashi let out a sigh of relief as he sat up to stretch out the few kinks in his back.

"Well, I won't keep you. I'm sure you've got plenty of lives that need saving, body parts that need groping, and lots of orifices that need to be stuck with thermometers."

Sakura fought the childish urge to stick her tongue out at the man.

"Actually, you'll be happy to note that I scheduled you to be my last appointment for the day. Once I turn in this report, I'll be able to get a head start on my weekend." Sakura said as the two exited the room, shutting the door behind her. They headed off down the long white corridor together towards the entrance. Normally it was very un-Kakashi-like to exit any place that wasn't by way of a puff of smoke. But the last time he'd done that in the hospital Sakura and her trusty handsaw had made sure to ingrain the "No Smoking" rule into his head. It had taken Kakashi a week to remember that the hospital was the only place he was forbidden from doing that in. So much unnecessary walking had been accomplished in those seven days.

"Already done at five? You'll get fat from all of this lack of work, Sakura-chan. Should I schedule us a training session bright and early tomorrow morning?"

Sakura laughed and delivered a light elbow to the jounin's arm. "Not a chance in hell, Sensei. I've been looking forward to this weekend, it's the only free one I've gotten for months. I think I've earned myself some rest and relaxation. I appreciate the sentiment though." She said as they finally reached the hospital's foyer.

"Just looking out for my favorite student." Kakashi said, ruffling the top of Sakura's hair, something he knew she hated that he did.

"Get out of here, Kakashi-sensei. I'll see you for your next appointment."

The Copy Nin was already walking out the sliding doors, Icha Icha novel in hand. "Later." He replied without looking back.

Sakura sighed and rubbed her temple, attempting to ward off the headache that was beginning to form. Rest and relaxation, Sakura, rest and relaxation. She repeated the mantra in her head as she walked over to the front desk.

"Hey, Yumi. Think you could put these papers in Shizune's mailbox for me?"

"Sure thing, Sakura-chan." The young receptionist took the offered reports. "How'd it go in there?"

"Oh, you know Kakashi. Things are never easy with him." Sakura replied, examining her nails.

Yumi giggled as she got up and walked over to the mailboxes. When she returned to her seat she said, "Yeah but he gives you a much easier time than he does with the other nurses. I can see why you like him so much."

This made Sakura pause in her cuticle inspection, giving the brown haired girl a puzzled look. Well that had been an odd thing to say, was there some type of implication behind those words?

"Well, he was my teacher at one point in time. So I suppose that could be a reason as to why that is."

Yumi hummed in curiosity as she leaned forward to place her chin in her hand as her elbow rested on the counter.

"Oh yeah I forgot about that. How weird it must be to have a crush on your old teacher, huh?"

Okay, that time there was no misconstruing her words. Sakura just stood there, her mouth alternating between being agape and screwed shut, looking horribly like a fish out of water.

"What on earth are you going on about!?" Sakura nearly screeched when she finally found the words to talk. She all but lunged forward at the poor receptionist.

Yumi, clearly not expecting the outburst, reeled backwards almost falling out of her chair. "W-what do you mean?"

"I do not have a crush on Kakashi-sensei!"

"I'm sorry, Sakura-chan! Everyone just assumed that –"

"Everyone!?" Oh great. Sakura knew that the hospital could be one gigantic rumor mill at times, but this was just ridiculous. Red faced, the pink haired kunoichi jabbed her finger into the receptionist's face. "Well you can tell everyone that I do not have a crush on Hatake Kakashi! And that they need to keep to sticking thermometers into peoples' mouths instead of their noses into my business!" And with that, Sakura fumed and stomped her way to the exit.

"Where are you going?" Yumi called after her.

"I'm going home! For- for-"

"Rest?" Yumi guessed.

"And relaxation!" Sakura declared as she made her final exit, the automatic doors sliding shut after her.

The hospital foyer grew uncomfortably quiet after the sudden loss of such vigorous shouting. Yumi just shook her head saying, "She's got it bad." And went back to work.

A crush on Kakashi-sensei! Pshaw! The nerve of some people! Sakura was still fuming as she marched her way home through the increasingly more crowded streets of Konoha. It was a Friday evening, and a very nice one at that. Citizens, civilians and ninja alike, filled the walkways with their loved ones determined to be outside and enjoy the nice weather while it lasted. This grew to be a problem for the kunoichi as it slowed down her trek home, where she just wanted to hole up and die from mortification for the weekend.

At eighteen, Sakura still had yet to have a serious boyfriend. The prospect of any future relationship was sure to be blown out of the water if word got out that Sakura wanted to shack up with her old teacher! Sure, she'd gone on a few dates here and there and even kissed a very select few. But her intensive work at the hospital and the frequent missions she was sent out on kept her from kindling anything too serious. Her childhood crush on Sasuke was the deepest she'd ever delved into her romantic emotions. It was all she could do to maintain the friendships she held, and that was where the majority of her social life was spent, not in the arms of some lovey-dovey man. And that was where she would rather be in any case. Arm and arm with Ino as they went shoe shopping, next to Naruto as he slurped down his tenth bowl of ramen, under the stars in makeshift tents with Kakashi during an overnight mission…

It really wouldn't be that hard to procure a crush on the Copy Ninja, even if Sakura didn't hold one personally. Sure he had his quirks, but he was friendly and polite to everyone he met, a dedicated ninja to Konoha and loyal to the bone to all of his friends. The fact that he was one of the most deadly shinobis around also really upped his attractiveness. His laid back and go-with-the-flow attitude could be annoying at times, but during tense moments it was very much welcomed.

And then there was his physical attractiveness. It was no secret the man was ripped, all shinobi were due to their craft. And his face… Sakura was one of the lucky few who was able to see it thanks to being his nurse practitioner, a perk she only slightly abused ("Sakura, do I really have to take off my mask while you stitch up my leg?" "I don't make the rules, Kakashi-Sensei."). It would be an understatement to say Kakashi was easy on the eyes.

Okay yes, when Sakura took all of these factors into consideration it really wasn't all that implausible that someone could get a crush on Hatake Kakashi. But she didn't. In fact it was really time she stopped thinking about the whole thing. No more thoughts on-

"The dreaded Copy Ninja!"

Sakura nearly jumped back two feet. A couple of kids ran through the street, chucking paper made shurikens at each other. One of them had their scarf covering the lower half of his face and a bandana covering one eye, clearly pretending to be Sakura's former teacher.

"You'll never catch me!" The two children raced away as they continued their pretend ninja fight.

Sakura shook her head and tried to will away the blush that was creeping up her neck. No, no, no! She did not have a crush on Kakashi! Something like that would be –

"So romantic!" A familiar voice gushed, catching Sakura's attention.

Across the street, Sakura saw her friends Ino, Tenten, and Hinata sitting outside at a café. The three all had drinks and seemed to be catching up at a little get together. Tenten looked up from the two girls she was sitting with and noticed Sakura.

"Sakura! Hey! Over here!" The brunette waved her over. Sakura really wasn't in the mood, but to walk away now after being so obviously spotted would be rude. So she glued a smile on her face and headed over, though only to say hi. She did not want to be in public for much longer.

"Well, well, look who the hospital has finally released from its intensive care clutches. How's it going, Forehead? You're out earlier than I expected."

"We-we would've invited you, Sakura-chan! Had we known you'd be free right now…" Hinata stammered apologetically.

Sakura smiled. "Thanks, but I'm really exhausted. I was headed home just now actually."

"Wait!" Ino held out a hand to stop her. "I know that look, you're going to go home and shack up for the entire weekend like the no-fun hermit you are." The blonde reached down and pulled out a paperback novel from her purse. "The least I can do is give you some reading material so your brain doesn't go to complete mush."

Sakura took the book from her friend's hands and looked it over. "What is it about?"

"It's Naki's latest romance novel!" Ino gushed as if she had just been waiting for Sakura to ask her. "Her best one yet if you ask me! We were just talking about it, weren't we girls? It's about a woman in denial over her feelings for her boss. The sex scenes are amazing! So hot and steamy and makes me wonder why I need a man in my life in the first place when I've got this!"

Tenten was attempting to relax Hinata who nearly fainted over Ino's vulgar language.

"That's really sad, Ino-Pig. But sure, I'll give it a try. Thanks and I'll see you guys around!"

"You'll thank me after you've finished, Forehead!" Ino called after her friend. "Both the book and yourself!"

"Ino, please! Hinata's right here!" Tenten scolded.

Sakura placed the book in her back pouch and continued on. She had almost reached her apartment, just in time too. Overhead, some ominous storm clouds were beginning to roll in.

I will finish this! I've got it all planned out and everything, I would just like to now hear from you guys. See you soon!