Hey guys Sakucherryblossoms here! I was kinda bored today, and had this idea of a SakuraXxGenma story. This is a story where Genma is Sakura's teacher at her high school, and Sakura wants him badly. Genma wants her just as much, but he's her teacher, and wants to keep their relationship of business. How long will this last, and what will happen when Sakura's ex-boyfriend reappears in the picture?
Please read, and enjoy!
He glanced around the classroom; no one was there yet, and no one would there for probably another twenty minutes. He glanced at his desk seeing a disorganized paper hazard he smiled. His senbon needle still in his mouth from this morning.
He flicked it around with his tongue as he walked to the chalk board and grabbed a piece of chalk. With hasty written chicken scratch he wrote his name on the board. He laughed to himself lightly as he could barely read the name himself.
He turned around, and his dark chocolate brown eyes darted towards the clock once again. To say he was nervous would be saying to much, he was far too lazy to be nervous. He was just worried... he was a good looking man, and teaching high school girls might be a problem for the hot 27 year old teacher.
Genma had chocolate brown hair that went down to his chin. His face was strong, and his smirk would leave even the most hesitant girls weak in the knees. He smirked when he heard the class door rustle lightly. Turning towards the sound Genma found his first student entering the class.
She was a petite girl with oddly colored pink hair. She had deep emerald eyes, and Genma smirked devilishly at her. "Welcome miss, you have come to class just a little early today," Genma said.
The girl nodded, and took her seat in the second row. She glanced to the board and smiled. "I know, Genma-sensei, I like to get to class early," she stated. "My name is Sakura Haruno, it's nice to meet you."
Genma nodded, and watched the pink haired girl sit at her desk. She was wearing the school uniform; Genma gulped. How could a school be okay with girls wearing that? She was wearing a short plaid green skirt, that seemed to match her eyes wonderfully. The top she had on was a long sleeved black one. She wore a green tie, and had black long socks pulled up to her knees.
Genma was going to have a hard time in class today if all of the girls looked like her. He shook his head, and went back to the board to write some things for the day.
Sakura sat at her desk and hummed softly. She had her legs crossed, and had a modest amount of thigh showing. She glanced at the new teacher with a mischievous look. She thought back to when she was with her best friend.
"Sakura-Chan!" A blond girl called from in front of her.
"Hey Ino-Chan!" Sakura said waving happily. Ino smirked, and then whistled. Sakura turned around and caught who she was staring at. "Damn," Sakura muttered.
"That's our new English teacher Sakura," Ino said. "Damn is he fine."
Sakura nodded her head, and the boys around her fainted; she was a play girl after all. "I want him," Sakura said suddenly. Ino nodded her head in agreement, before she started shaking it.
"Noo way Sakura," Ino said. "First of all he's a teacher, second of all what about Sasuke?"
"Ino," Sakura pouted. "Just look at him..."
Ino nodded, and then smiled. "Okay girl it's a bet," Ino said. "You have to get him to sleep with you within the first semester, and I'll get you a job at my mom's flower shop."
Sakura thought about it, and then nodded. "You've got yourself a deal Ino-pig," Sakura said.
"Just be careful Forehead, I don't want Sasuke to get all bitchy because his 'beloved' Sakura broke up with him for a teacher," Ino replied.
Sakura just nodded, and started walking away from Ino. "Where are you going Forehead?" Ino asked.
"To class," Sakura called over her shoulder. And then with a chuckle she said, "You know how I like to be to class early."
Sakura glanced at the chocolate haired male in the front of class, and smiled. She "accidentally" dropped her pencil on to the floor, and stood to get it. Making sure she made enough noise to make the teacher look, Sakura bent over, and grabbed her pencil. This allowed Genma's eyes to travel up and down her beautifully long legs.
Genma had to hold in a groan, and mentally cursed himself for allowing a student effect him this bad already. He stiffly turned back towards the board, and tried to think of the most unattractive thing in the world to stop his problem from becoming bigger.
'Dead puppes, dead puppies,' Genma chanted in his mind. He mentally cheer himself on because his problem stopped.
"Are you okay, Genma-sensei?" Sakura asked while walking up to him; Genma could here her high heels clicking on the tile.
"Yes, I'm fine Ms. Haruno," Genma said while turning around. Sakura nodded, and walked up to his desk.
Sakura took a look at his desk and sighed. "Your desk is already so dirty, Genma-sensei," Sakura said while taking a seat atop of his desk.
Genma had to suck in a deep air of breath. God, did she know how hot she looked on his desk? She had her legs crossed, but her ivory thighs were sticking out just for him to stare at it seemed. Genma took a couple steps to his desk, until he was only about a foot away from Sakura.
Sakura smiled sweetly before looking towards the clock. She gracefully hopped off his desk, and slightly touched his chest. Genma shivered as she turned around, and began heading towards her seat. She sat down just as the warning bell wrung.
Students began filing into his classroom, and Genma sighed. All he could think about was the pink haired teenager. 'I can't last a whole year like this.'