x. Teach me, Sakura-sensei! .x

Summary: Sakura had originally thought that tutoring a bunch of boys after school would be an easy and simple way to earn extra credits for university. But she soon realized that, being constantly molested and harassedwasn't exactly what she would describe as fun. All the more when she discovered there was a teacher and a tensai student hot on her trail too. Well, isn't her life just exciting?

Pairings: Various Sakura pairings.

Rated: M

Updated: January 7, 2016

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Holy shit its been 6 years since I started this fic. I'm so old now.

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It was a sunny Saturday morning. The sky was clear and dotted with fluffy white clouds.

Haruno Sakura stared absent-mindedly out the window as she watched a sparrow fly by. The full length glass windows allowed the sunlight to illuminate the entire library floor.

Sakura was seated in front of a table right next to the windows. She was at her district's public library. Needless to say, she escaped to this quiet sanctuary because she desperately needed to avoid a man by the name of Yakushi Kabuto. The reason why she was avoiding him, well, I'm sure we all know by now.

The rows of bookshelves were filled with thick and heavy books that seemed worn with age and use. The room had a musky wooden smell that was oddly calming. There weren't many people in sight. Sakura tore her gaze away from the window and scanned the room. Not a single being entered her line of view. The few rows of tables in front of her were completely empty. Occasionally she could hear the rustling of pages from behind a distant bookshelf, suggesting that maybe one or two people were there, looking through the books they needed. But otherwise it was very quiet and very empty. Perfect, that was exactly what she needed. Sakura had purposefully chose a higher floor where the boring encyclopedia books were located, and avoided the lower floors in the library where people crowded to read the popular fiction novels or mangas.

Letting out a long breath, Sakura settled herself more comfortably into the seat and pulled out her books and notes from her satchel. She had gotten absolutely nothing done over the week, (thanks to a bunch of hormone-driven boys) so this was the time to concentrate and get the pile of homework done. Sakura ran her finger down the stack of books on the table. Hmm, maybe she'll start with the annoying Biology report. Grimacing, Sakura pulled out the stack of paper from between the pile and put herself to work.

The sunlight was gentle. The occasional chirping from outside was accompanied by playful sparrows rustling the leaves and branches of the trees just by the window. The room was quite spacey, and Sakura basked in the musky smell of books, letting her senses be calmed by the serene environment around her.

Now, Sakura stared at the half-filled report sheet in front of her, is Pseudomonas aeruginosa supposed to react positively or negatively to Simmons Citrate? (1)

Sakura narrowed her eyes in exasperation at the squiggly line of words on the paper, Gosh, I can't remember! She grabbed at her head, as though hoping the act would knock the memory back to her. Kabuto would surely know the answer. Sakura immediately shook her head violently. No. Oh lord, no. Her brain can thinking of anything, anything at all, but that man!

Sakura whipped her head up and glanced across the room. Surely, one of the books here must have the answer. The chair made a muffled sound against the floor as the girl stood up and made her way to the bookshelves. Her emerald green eyes moved swiftly as she scanned the plastic tags that informed her what type of book filled the bookshelf. Economics… Computer Science… aha! Biology! Sakura stopped in her tracks as she found her target. This bookshelf was right at the corner of the room, and the shadows casted by the looming structure dimmed the surroundings.

Sakura poked her head into the aisle, and to her surprise, saw someone standing at the other end, his head buried deep into a book in his hands. Sakura recognized that figure, and called out to the man in a hushed voice as she stepped into the aisle gingerly.

"Kakashi-sensei?"

The man lowered the book and looked up, his eyes widening slightly, clearly surprised to see the pink-haired maiden making her way towards him.

"Haruno Sakura," he acknowledged her with a nod.

Sakura put on her out-going yet polite smile, "What is sensei doing here?"

"Just browsing," Kakashi replied in an equally hushed voice.

"The biology books?" Sakura raised one brow slightly in surprise.

"That's one way to put it."

Clearly not grasping the meaning behind the ambiguous answer, Sakura tried to peek at the cover of the book in her teacher's hand, but the man had already hid it behind his back. Sakura narrowed her eyes in suspicion.

"What's that you're reading, sensei?"

"Nothing you should be concerned about," Kakashi replied curtly with a gentle smile, placing one hand on the girl's head and ruffling her hair playfully, "Now run along, Haruno."

Sakura puffed her cheeks out in indignation, "Don't treat me like a kid, sensei," she crossed her arms for good measure, "I'm able to understand complex subjects too."

"Oh?" Kakashi held back a chuckle as he gave the girl's hair one last ruffle. He let out a quiet sigh as he straightened, "Maybe some other time, Haru—"

"Gotcha!"

Before Kakashi had the time to react, the girl had nimbly darted sideways and reached behind him, snatching the book away from his hand. Kakashi's eyes widened in surprise as the girl stuck her tongue out playfully at him. But alarm quickly flashed across his gaze as he regained his senses.

"Hehe, you let your guard down," Sakura waved the book in front of her with a triumphant smile, "Now let's see what this is…"

Sakura only meant it as a harmless, playful joke. Hatake Kakashi was one of the friendliest of teachers, and so is very close with his students. Not only was he popular amongst the female students because of his charmingly good looks, he was quite sought after among the teachers themselves too. Meeting one of her favorite teachers outside of school grounds was a rare occurrence, and Sakura was simply curious of the lives that the teachers led; many students shared that same thought. There was no harm in engaging in some mindless banter before going their separate ways. Right?

"Icha Icha… Paradise?" (2)

At first, the words didn't register in her head, since they were nothing like what Sakura had expected to see. But it soon dawned on her.

"Ah!" She had to control the level of her voice to match the quiet library grounds, "Isn't this…"

Thud.

Sakura felt her back slam against the wall of books behind her as a shadow towered over her now quivering figure. The man had placed his arms on either side of her head, trapping her between the books and his body. His masculine, sculpted body. Even through his sweater, the outline of his muscles were apparent; his biceps created a beautiful curve that—Sakura twitched her head, goodness, this was not the time to be thinking of biceps.

"You've made a terrible mistake, Haruno," he put his mouth next to her ear.

His breath sent a shiver down the girl's spine. His body was so close, she could feel his warmth. He smelled nice too, a refreshing, clean, grassy smell that was strangely soothing. It was different from the chemical-laced minty smell of Kabuto. It was a less complex, straightforward smell of a mature man. A man who knew how to handle his women. Sakura could only stare past his shoulder as the man pressed his lips to her earlobe. The girl drew in a sharp breath.

"You can't say that I haven't warned you," his voice was now reduced to a seductive whisper that sent Sakura's senses tingling with inexplicable excitement.

"Wh-Why is sensei reading this kind of book…"

He chuckled, his voice resonating deep in his throat. Sakura held her breath. Her head was already getting light just by having his voice so close to her. She already lost count of how many times his lips have brushed across the tip of her ear as Kakashi suddenly drew back, "I'm still a man, you know."

Before the girl at the time to react, the man had tilted her chin upwards, forcing her to meet his burning gaze. Sakura's pools of emerald green faltered in hopelessness as she stared into those deep eyes that reflected hers with a blazing intensity. Although her heart threatened to jump out of her throat, Sakura could not bring her body to move. It was like this man's gaze cast a spell on her that bound her to the spot, unable to take any action against him. It was then and there, when the man's lips descended upon hers.

A myriad of thoughts and emotions flew across Sakura's mind as a wave of hotness seized her body. She raised her hands to her chest in an attempt to push her teacher away, but the man had already snaked an arm around her waist and pressed his body onto hers.

"Mmrph!" Sakura squeezed her eyes shut as the man licked her lips sensually, and refused to let his tongue in.

Kakashi did not seem bothered by this and ran his other hand along the girl's inner thigh. The volume of Icha Icha Paradise fell to the floor with a muffled thud. The sensation caused Sakura to let out a gasp as she arched her back.

"Ah—mmng."

His tongue was hot. And inexplicably inviting. The moment the soft and wet thing entered her mouth, Sakura felt a jolt of lightning run through her abdomen. His tongue teased hers, hitting all the sensitive spots in her hot cavern, leaving her seeking more of his caress. She could not help but kiss him back, feeling as though she was drunk on his saliva, letting her tongue relish in the pleasure of being ravished by this man before her. Sakura felt their body liquids entwine in their mouths, threatening to drip down the corner of her lips. Her knees began to quiver, and a wave of light-headedness washed over her.

"Hmng, stop—" Sakura managed to gasp between the kiss, "No, sensei, stop…"

Kakashi merely chuckled as he ran his fingers even further up her thigh, until they were finally inserted into her underwear, "Stop? Even though your body says otherwise?"

"Ah…" Sakura moaned in pleasure as man's finger invaded her womanhood. The sounds her genitals produced suggested that they were already dripping wet.

"Shh, don't forget this is a library," Kakashi's husky whisper was once again tickling her ear, "Or, do you enjoy being seen like this?"

"No I—mmgh!" Sakura clapped her hands around her mouth as the man swirled his finger teasingly inside her. But she knew that, despite her vehement denial, the possibility of being seen by someone else as she did these lascivious things with her teacher elevated her senses, and excited her beyond control.

"Ahh, that's a nice face you're making, Haruno," another chuckle, before Sakura felt his tongue on her neck.

His fingers never once ceased to push and rub her in all the right places. Her soft petals were grasping at his finger, seeking the upmost form of pleasure that only this man can give to her. The tingling sensation only grew stronger as she swayed her hips to his rhythm. As Sakura tried to control her gasps, she couldn't help but hope that he would rub her breasts as well…

It was as though every pore on her body desired to open up to this man, to have him inside her, and ravish every drop of her luscious juices that oozed out between her legs. Just a little bit more, Sakura swallowed between ragged gasps, just a bit more, sensei!

It was then, the man's movements stopped. His warmth vanished like wisps of thin air as he drew his body away from the girl. In one swift, elegant movement, he picked up the rated book on the floor and slipped another book on top of it to hide the cover and title. Sakura grabbed at the bookshelf desperately in an attempt to regain her balance and control her breathing. It was only a heartbeat later that an elderly woman appeared around the corner of the bookshelf, searching for the title she needed. It was apparent that the woman soon realized what she was looking for wasn't there, and retreated into the forest of mahogany shelves once more. She didn't even bother to give Sakura or Kakashi one glance.

Finally calming her racing heart, Sakura turned her gaze on her teacher, who was now backed towards her.

"You are not to tell anyone about this, understand?" his voice was quiet, but stern.

Sakura couldn't do anything but nod, even though she was aware that he couldn't see her. She also knew full well that he was talking about the book. It was a restricted book that was, clearly, not befitting of a teacher. Then again, his actions weren't exactly betting of one either.

Sakura only stared in silence as she watched her teacher round the corner of the shelf and disappear from her view. For a moment she still wondered if she was dreaming again. As she tried to fathom what just happened, she felt as though the sea of books around her was drowning her alive. Something was strangely suffocating.

It was the same quiet afternoon, the same musky smell of the library. Only one pink-haired maiden was standing, appalled, in a corner of the walls of books, wondering what her life has come down to.

Looks like that biology report isn't going to be done any time soon.

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(1) Imma be honest here, this is like, wayyy beyond the level of high school biology. I just used that one to make it sound cool. XD

(2) Please tell me you know what Icha Icha Paradise is. :I But if you don't, well, let's just say its not far off from what you're reading in this fic.

-Criticism is very much appreciated, for there are always spaces for improvement! Thank you. :D (Also, reviews help me so much, you don't even know D: )