Professor Uchiha (Sasuke UchihaxReader) Book 2 ON HOLD

Chapter 7

A few weeks have passed since the whole fiasco with Professor Smith. Things have been... Rather calm I might say.

Except for the very venomous glares she would send my way every single lecture, I tried to keep my tongue in check and not poke the bear any further. Not because I wanted to, but because I valued Sasuke's job more than an argument I had with this dumb blonde bitch.

The only sweet relief I'd have would be when I leave her class and I can roast her along with Naruto until our next lecture begins. But even then, of course I was pissed that I couldn't do anything else. My hands ached to attach themselves to that cheap hair of hers.

Be it that she crossed a line with the whole thing of turning us in to the dean, but deep down I just knew that something was per total off about her. And I wanted her out of the picture. As soon as possible. It was crazy.

She should thank her lucky stars that there is not much I can do.

All these things going on at the highest volume in my head, make me not realize that I'm walking the halls of University without a care in the world.

Until I bumped into someone and I've been brought back to planet Earth.

Annoyed with myself mostly, I look at the person to apologize "I am sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going."

My (e/c) eyes meet dark grey ones and my mouth hangs open a little. His hair is styled up, and the silverish hair would usually indicate his old age, but his face was telling another story.

"It's no trouble. Be more careful, some day something worse might happen!" he said giving a closed eye kind smile

I chuckled nervously and nodded my head approving his words "Yes, I will."

I was about to move past him and continue my way to Sasuke's office, but the man cleared his throat "Are you a student here?"

Raising a brow confused at the interest he's showing I answer monotonously "Yes. Why?"

His hand goes to the pocket of his jacket, and now I notice his laid-back outfit too. Is he a student? He pulls out a white card that has something written on it and extends it in front of me, something at which I back away at first. I'm not getting his number or contact. Sasuke would kill me and I'd beat myself too if I'd do.

He notices my skepticism and shakes his hands defensively "Oh, no no. I'm sorry I didn't mean for this to look like something else. I'm the new psychologist at this University. I wanted to give you a card if you ever want or need some meetings."

We have a psychologist? I didn't even know Universities have those. And this guy seems... Nice. Trustworthy enough. But from my last experience with Professor Sasori, my mind kept telling me to stay away nevertheless. I am not going to make the same mistakes.

I take the card in my hand so as not to seem impolite and give a little smile "Ah, I understand. Thank you."

He nodded his head and bid goodbye and I started my walk again to Sasuke's office, clutching the card in my hand and still feeling a little puzzled. Should I tell Sasuke? I mean last time when a guy showed up out of nowhere, that got us into the action of a freaking movie.

My thoughts kept my mind occupied, and now I found myself realizing I'm already in front of Sasuke's door.

I look at the white card now, noticing the details and reading it one last time.

Hatake Kakashi. Licensed Psychologist, New York University.

There was his number and also directions to his office inside the building on the lower part of the white piece of paper.