She hadn't even noticed that it was a mere five minutes now before first hour. So she hung in the class tell the bell rang. Another curse baring first hour passed through frantic mind. As her next hour with Gai-sensei rolled in she had too much of the silver haired teacher on her mind to even listen.
Her ever so flighty mind was brought back to earth when Kurenia began her schedule. The chalkboard receiving a beating from the ruler many more times.
"DAMN-IT! THE PRACTICE TEST WAS A FAIL! NOT A SINGLE ONE OF YOU GOT IT ALL RIGHT!"
The class sunk in there seats. You can only be driven into the ground so far before your sanity begins to unwind in a horrible sense of fear. Kurenia seemed angered by this so quickly she took a pile of textbooks.
"Hurry up and read these!" She meekly shouted.
A boy ran up to her desk and precariously started to hand them to the students. Kurenia now overworked sat down to her desk. Her lobster colored face turning that to a light tan.
"You understand I only want the best for you g-"
A screeching tone accompanied with some static arrived over everyone's voice. Kurenia began to curse of the intercom. A couple thumps were heard before a certain song came to notice. Sexy and I know it.
The whole class busted into laughter. Even Sakura who now lay on the ground wheezing. Kurenia was shaking her head at their. immature commotion. They all began to die down in laughter when they heard light smacks and groans in the background. Kurenia began to start a blush of anger.
"J-jiraiya." A strong feminine voice whispered.
Sakura's eyes widened and she plugged her ears. The last thing she needed to hear was her parents fooling around in the school office while sexy and I know it played as everyone around her could hear it. Suddenly a loud thud was heard and a whimpering man slowing becoming quiet as a door shut. Slow sounds of clothe were being picked up.
"Kakashi what the hell is wrong with you!"
"I just came to see how things were turning out. And uh... If her first lesson went well."
Sakura knew immediately what he meant by that. Her face was burning up.
"What the hell are you talking about!"
A tap of feet as someone turned was heard before Tsunade began to really freak out.
"DID YOU DO THAT, OH DEAR GOD! I'M GOING TO STRANGLE YOU!"
"I believe that's what you were doing to Ji-"
Another screech was heard before it all shut off. In the next silent 20 minutes it came back on.
"I apologize. None of you should of heard that. I'm sorry Sakura sweety!"
It ended once again. Only leaving Sakura to be stared at for the rest of the next hour. Fifth flew by mostly because Anko was feeling really awkward about the whole situation. Okay that's a lie; she just really wanted to make a bunch of perverted jokes, but Kurenia was watching her from the door. But when six hour came. Sakura knew she'd be in a world of hell. When she sat down by Shikamaru she was shaking.
"Are you okay?" Shikamaru asked; quirking a eyebrow.
"Y-yeah."
It wasn't the fact that she was scared of him. She was scared of what he was gonna say to take advantage of this moment. Embarrassment was after all a great emotion he could play with, much like that morning.
After the chiming bell for the hour to begin. Kakashi of course wasn't there yet. It caused Sakura to relax a little bit more. But hope was all but gone when the prompt for their day showed up on the bored.
"Write from your neighbors point of view in emergency situation." She read.
This wasn't going to be fun considering if she looked to her left she got emotionless geniuses and her right, a wall. Everyone began to write and Sakura was left staring at the board in frustration. She could just write about them, but the problem was she wanted Kakashi to think she was better then him. So writing a simple story wouldn't do. Another five minutes had passed and she was now just upset with herself.
"Having a problem?" Kakashi asked while peering over her shoulder.
She didn't want him to think of her ask weak. So as much as she wanted to say yes she just bit her tongue from words. Enjoying her frustration he placed a vanilla folder in front of her. The desk snapping lightly at the impact.
"I bet if you look through these prompts and bring one of them finished to me tomorrow I'll let you slide for today."
She took the folder when she thought he wasn't watching; silently stuffing in arms. The next hour went by with a suspicious ease for everyone except Sakura. She was tingling from the thought of what was in that folder. So as the woman now known as Shizune finished up her mother's paperwork Sakura just stared straight ahead and ignored the folder as much as physically possible.
When Sakura came home her mother was standing at the door and was extremely upset. The house was clean and the room smelled minty. Sakura knew what that meant. Her father had left to check out some "clubs" for his next book.
"J-Jiraiya h-he-"
"Yeah, yeah. Just go drink some sake. I'm sorry but I got homework."
Uh... Maybe she shouldn't of said that aloud. It almost appeared a light bulb was above her mother's head.
"I can help you."
"No!"
Tsunade gave a confused gander towards her daughter.
"Why so touchy?"
"Well you see..."
Tsunade was right not even Sakura knew what was in the folder there was no reason to be upset. And if anything if her mother saw something bad that just meant Sakura would have the upper hand towards Kakashi.
"Okay come and help me then!"
Sakura trotted towards there kitchen. Sitting down she fished out a mechanical pencil and the folder.
"Can you bring me some paper."
Following her daughter Tsunade sat a notebook next to the girl. She then sat down at the four person square shaped table. Sakura peeling it open. Many sheets of loose paper hung in it's bindings. All printed in fresh ink. Sakura picked the first one up and scanned something in the middle.
'and how the breast feels firm in his odd grasp'
Sakura dropped the paper and violently put the folder over it.
"Was it that easy?" Tsunade asked.
Sakura began to chuckle.
"Oh uh... Most of these are..." She realized she wouldn't have to lie so much as she thought. "Oh I just have to pick a prompt out of all these and write about it."
In her head she was screaming frantically to herself to shut up.
"So you didn't like that one?"
"Nope!" Sakura nearly shouted.
She was absolutely pissed that she didn't see this coming. I mean for heavens sake the man made the whole school listen to her parents... She flipped through them and grasped the shortest she had seen.
'Write a situation in which a high school student must give her teacher a lap dance.'
Now Sakura was beginning to think he wanted her to write something for Icha Icha. But this idea was that bad, it was probably the most children safe in the folder. But before she could hide it again her mother snatched it out of her hands. Skimming the small sentence.
"Is this your father's doing?"
"That's exactly what I was thinking!"
It wasn't a lie and it was a great cover up. Tsunade left fuming. Sakura wrote with much ease. Quietly hoping this would all go away. But when she stood something slipped from the folder. She picked it up and nearly cried.
'Bring to me this prompt after school tomorrow so that I may read it aloud to you.'
"Why couldn't I just wrote that boring story." She whimpered.
With her head hung low Sakura lazily drug herself into her room. Slamming the door shut behind her.
Author Note: Sorry it took me so long to update and sorry the chapters are so short. I will be trying to fix that. Especially with the contents more properly readable so I will get more reviews. Because reviews win you a cookie and me a smile.
