Here's the revised first chapter of Getting Kakashi. I'm currently rewriting my fanfics a bit, because my English as well as my writing skills improved. So I hope you guys like it, please review!

Naruto was in English class.

The teacher was talking about the books he should have read. Literature.

Naruto wondered… how could his classmates stay focused on the books when right in front of them was this gorgeous man with those broad shoulders and sun kissed skin covering this big strong muscles. His nonchalant attitude (although some refer to his attitude as lazy and uninterested) and his wild silver hair and don't forget to mention his soft looking pink lips that opened like a flower when he uncovered his perfect white teeth to talk or laugh, made this man so attractive.

The man noticed Naruto wasn't paying attention to him, uh, well not to his lesson, and he walked his way. Naruto quickly opened a book and pretended to read it, but it was too late.

'What book do you prefer Naruto?'

'The orange one.'

'You mean Jane Eyre?'

'Yeah, sure.'

'Why do you like it? I mean it's a great book and of high value in the proto feministic literature, but why do you like it?'

'I just love orange.' He smiled.

'I'd like to see you after your last lesson, young man.' Kakashi said calmly.

'I mean, I love the Byronic kind of hero!'

His teacher looked surprised when he heard that, but then discovered Naruto was reading that from his neighbor's notes.

'You stay after class, and I don't want to hear you anymore.'

Naruto had mixed emotions, of course he wanted to be alone with this teacher, but he didn't feel like doing extra work or cleaning the classroom. He did that before and it was no fun to remove other people's chewing gum and pieces of paper, pieces of what were ballpoints once, pieces of the cribs his classmate Choji ate non-stop and all those crumbled love notes Ino and Sakura wrote for Sasuke. After his last lesson though he went to Kakashi's room like a good boy with only a little increased heart rate.

'Kakashi-sensei?' Naruto stood in the doorway, his eyes looking for his teacher which they found sitting behind the desk, probably correcting some test, reading some essays, or, most likely, reading this 'romantic novels' written by Jiraiya – some old pervert.

'Have a seat.'

Naruto obeyed.

'So, tell me why you didn't read those books.' Kakashi said and put this book he was reading before, Icha Icha Paradise, away.

'Hn,' he imitated Sasuke, 'I don't know.'

'I gave you plenty of time to read in class. Why didn't you use it?'

'I don't know, wha' eva.'

Kakashi gave him the eye, so Naruto tried: 'I have … concentration problems.'

'Let me guess, your symptoms are staring at your teacher and blushing when he looks back, and it is caused by the combination of your teenage hormones and one incredibly hot man.'

Naruto was shocked Kakashi had figured it all out. He tried to swoon as discretely as possible! It's just … every time he saw those eyes he was lost, most of the time he was nearly drooling. He couldn't deny it, so he just said: 'Is it that obvious?' His head was all red and he didn't dare to look his sensei in the eyes.

'Let me just say one thing,' Kakashi bent over, his face just inches away from Naruto's. 'There ain't no medicine. And I love to see you suffer.' He moved his face closer and for less than a second their lips touched.

This man was just teasing him! For Naruto it was all clear, if he wanted that man, he had to make this man want him even more, and that was exactly what he was going to do. He needed his attention, didn't matter if it was in a good or a bad way…