Chapter VIII: Kids in Konoha.

Kids in America belongs to Marty and Ricky Wilde

Looking out a dirty old window

Down below the cars in the city go rushing by

I sit here alone and I wonder why

Friday night and everyone's moving

I can feel the heat but it's soothing, heading down

I search for the beat in this dirty town (downtown)

The young ones are going

(Downtown) the young ones are growing

We're the kids in America (whoa)

We're the kids in America (whoa)

Everybody live for the music-go-round

Sakura couldn't believe her eyes. She knew Konoha High School was where her hot neighbour fantasy, Kakashi, worked, and she had imagined she would cross paths with him in the hallways if she was lucky enough. Still, never in her dreams did she imagine that her weekly sessions of sex education were going to be during his classes. She hated Shizune right now, even though she knew it wasn't her superior's fault at all. In any case, Principal Tsunade was the only one to blame because she could have chosen any other class, but by destiny or who knew why, she ended up in the literature lessons time. Sakura felt like she was in a movie, not a good one, just a standard romantic comedy with a dubious script.

How was she supposed to react? Like she knew him? Like he was a total stranger? Was he a figure of authority there? When she came into the class, it was a mess. Was he a respected teacher? Now all the teenagers were in complete silence, paying attention to the presence of the three adults there. Still, Sakura had the inner feeling that they were in silence just because they feared the Principal, and as soon as she left the place, everything would turn into a battlefield again.

Sakura knew the chaos; she knew how to work in it. The emergency room at the hospital was always surrounded by runnings, shoutings, and life-or-death situations, and she welcomed them gladly. But deep inside, she was sure this would be a whole different kind of chaos. A chaos she wasn't sure she would deal with, much less having the man behind her who inadvertently made her legs tremble and equalled all her hormones at the level of the teenagers in front of her.

Sakura took a deep breath. She observed her audience briefly and reassured herself that she could handle the situation. She turned and politely thanked Principal Tsunade, shaking her hand and then addressed Kakashi for the first time, who stood from his chair more composed and confident than when he saw her cross the door.

"Professor Hatake..." Sakura said, extending her hand towards him too.

"Dr. Haruno..." Kakashi answered in the same distant mood but with an ironic smile on his lips, eying her from head to toe. He was such a teaser.

"Ok, Class, my work here is done. The office will be closed today. Hatake, if you wanted to speak to me, it will have to wait." Tsunade said in her most imposing voice. Sakura liked this woman. She would love to be like her.

With Tsunade leaving the class, Kakashi now standing next to her, and the teenagers looking at her, Sakura felt completely naked. She even didn't know where to start, and her only thoughts were in her scrub. If only she knew that she would meet Kakashi today, and under these circumstances, she obviously would have chosen some different attire, or she would just gone back home to get change, but what was done was done.

"I think you should say something, doctor." Kakashi whispered in her ear, turning his back slightly to his students.

"I..." her voice where nowhere to be found. "I..." She was panicking, and she was not a woman of panic, so what was wrong with her?

"Ok..." Kakashi started, squeezing her hand invisibly to everyone else, "As you heard Principal Tsunade, this is Haruno Sakura. She is a doctor, right?" He proceeded helping her.

"Yes professor, thank you." Finally, she was ready. "I'm a doctor, and I'm here to help you complete your sex education schedule."

"Can we call you Sakura?" She heard one of the nameless boys say, and she saw Kakashi smile his closed-eyed smile while turning back to sit at his spot behind his desk. He was enjoying this.

"No, you can call me Doctor, or Dr. Haruno." She would not give these kids even a bit of confidence. She would keep her distance as much as possible.

"Are you single?" another boy asked?

"That's not your problem." She answered.

"Yeah, she is single, she is probably the cat lady." Sakura heard a girl speaking. God! How did Kakashi cope with these monsters every day?

"Is this your Instagram?"

"Is the blond one your girlfriend? that's hot."

"I bet you get laid every day."

"Ok, everyone!" Kakashi almost shouted, slamming his hand on his desk. "That's enough. Who do you think you are talking to?" Sakura never had seen Kakashi really upset, and the kids apparently neither.

"I bet he likes her!"

"You! Out, now" Kakashi pointed to a strawberry-haired girl. Maybe the bold one. "Anyone else to join her? No? great! Now Doctor, if you pleased." And he stood by the door. He was so hot, so commanding, Sakura thought; in a way, she could understand his students, but she was at the same time on the verge of tears. She suddenly remembered all the things she went through during her first years at college and at the hospital, but now, she had to be strong.

She changed her strategy, and the distance she was trying to impose went right to the trash.

"Now, let's begin," Sakura spoke again, "Yes, I'm single. The blond girl is my friend; she is engaged and hot, right? But so out of your leagues, kids... you can't even start to imagine. She is even out of my league..." She stopped for a moment, thinking, "oh yes... if somebody is wondering, I'm straight, and no, I don't get laid every day. I work almost 24/7. Believe me adulthood is a trap." While talking about her lack of sex, she also thought that the ex-strange neighbour, now professor Hatake could fix that problem whenever he wanted as he liked.

All the kids were absolute surprised. They couldn't believe what they were listening to, and even Kakashi was amazed that she had been able to turn the game in her favour. He smiled at her, this time full of pride and satisfaction.

'Now, if we finished the personal questions, I would like to start asking you." When nobody said anything, Sakura continued. "Ok, so how many of you are already having sex?"

All the students raised their hands, and Sakura and Kakashi, absolutely in silence, raised their brows in suspicion.

"All of you?" Sakura asked, "Come on now, really. How many?"

The hands slowly lowered and only a few remained raised, no more than two or three.

"See? That's much better." Sakura said, "And where did you learn about sex?"

A bunch of answers came in absolut disorder until Sakura spoke again.

"Ok, so, let me see..." Sakura said thoughtfully, "Tv, movies, literature, your own friends, porn, magazines and internet... Interesting." She was not pleased with the answers. "Did you ever talk to your parrents."

Kakashi laughed. The P-word was like invoking the devil itself for these teenagers. She looked at him with killing eyes; he would not go side with his students on her watch.

'You don't talk to your parents?" no answer at all. "How many of you have gone to the Doctor in the last year? Silence. "Girls... come on! help me here." The mouth of everyone was sealed, and Sakura was already starting to worry about it. These were teenagers, and they were utterly lost, and not only in things related to sex, but they were also not taking care of their health.

"Ok, let's go back for a minute about your learning methods." Sakura said, almost discouraged. "Do you girls, agree with how the women are portrait in all those scenarios?"

"We don't have too?" A shy skinny girl at the back asked almost in a whisper.

Oh god, this was going to be terrible.

"Professor?"

"Yes doctor?" Kakashi asked; she had the idea that Kakashi already knew what she was going to ask before she did it.

"How long does your class last?"

"Two hours."

"How many times at the week?" Sakura insisted.

"Two."

"Great, then you will have one class a week with Hatake here and one with me. Next week, I will work one hour with the girls and one hour with the boys. Professor, you must stay in both because it's the protocol, but you will not interfere." Sakura spoke all professional. She Knew that maybe Kakashi's presence could be a bit uncomfortable for the girls, but the protocol was the protocol, and besides, who better than him to listen to other people talk? "Is that ok with you, Professor Hatake?

"I think you have all figured it out Doctor and as long as I can keep on with the literature schedule then it's fine with me."

"Then it's settled."

"You are free to go kids, don't forget your essays."

After the initial shock that made Kakashi slump over his chair, he observed as Sakura was introduced now in his class. Because this woman, who got him on edge all the time since last Friday night, not only managed to enter his personal life but also his professional one. Now she was in his job, and they were going to share it once a week, and the issue was sex. Nothing more and Nothing less than sex. Of course, it was a non-romantic or a literalized sex, nothing to do with the kind of things that appeared in the books he read or the ones he made his students read, but the real one. And it couldn't come at a better moment because his students were all on the verge of becoming adults. And though he was a doctor too and a psychiatrist, and he was more than capable of taking care of the matter and leading them through a safe, responsible and full of respect path, it was not his role in the school.

Still, Kakashi wasn't expecting to see her there that Monday morning, and it took him by surprise. Then he realized that Sakura was the reason why Tsunade was busy earlier and why he was sent straight to class by the Principal assistant.

Dr Haruno Sakura. He was thrilled to see her there dressed in her white working clothes, another facet of her to know. He didn't remember that she was an expert in the area either, he would ask her later, but right now, he had to gain his composure again because she was going to be thrown to the lions, and he was not going to let these kids make her feel uncomfortable.

After the proper presentations, while he left Sakura to take her time with the kids and experience what he did every day, he allowed his eyes and mind to roam around her and her body. She looked nervous, and she never had been nervous around him during the weekend, so something was bothering her, but on the other hand, the scrub, oh that scrub, was going to be his death. Was she even aware of how she looked on it? Apparently not, because for most sure, it was her daily work clothes.

It was a simple two-piece suit, not too tight but not too loose either, just enough to be comfortable at work. The complexity of the garments was that it was on Sakura, embracing every curve of her perfect and petite body, and it was a bit transparent. The white fabric gave away enough information about the underwear that Sakura was wearing that day. And even if he was sure that he was not a man who enjoyed staring at women, it was impossible not to do it now, after everything that happened between them both.

The noises of his students and the personal questions towards Sakura took him out of his reveries and made him painfully uncross his legs and leave the safeness of his desk to put some order. At some point, he could understand the teenagers, he was feeling like one. Still, one thing was trying to be a smartypants with him and another with a total stranger who came only to fulfil an extracurricular class no matter how hot she was.

So after the expulsion of the most annoying girl in the class, some tenser words and deadly looks, Sakura was ready to start her class. He was curious, and simultaneously, he was stunned because the Doctor had changed her strategy in the blink of an eye. She suddenly had all the class eating from her hand, and everything went smooth till the end of the hour.

He was proud of her, and he realized with his analytical mind, not his body or eyes, that he felt this inexplicable attraction toward Sakura because she was intelligent, quick and shrewd. Her mind could battle with his without any doubt, which turned him on even more than the white doctor's suit.

At the end of the lesson, Sakura stormed out of the class without turning back; she just let get lost in the air, a simple goodbye and disappeared from the sight of all. It wasn't until the parking lot that they finally came face to face alone.

"Doctor..." He called her.

"Oh..." Sakura said, fidgeting with her cellphone, "It's you."

"Yeah, it's me." Kakashi said, opening his car lazily. "Do you need a ride?"

"Ahmmm... no, it's fine," Sakura said, checking her phone frantically, "I'm just looking for the bus stop."

"Come on Sakura, get in the car." He patiently waited, "that's better."

"Aren't you afraid of somebody watching us?" Sakura asked him, all tense and nervous. He looked at her from the corner of his eyes.

"Watching us doing what, Sakura? Me being a gentleman?" oh, how much he adored to tease her. "Where to, doc?" He really wanted to hear his house.

"Konoha General." Kakashi felt so disappointed.

"Is that really necessary? Can't you take the rest of the day?" He tried his best sensual voice. Sakura shivered, and he smiled, looking at the road.

"Please, don't do that..." Sakura pleaded

"What?"

"Oh, don't play dumb with me, I have to finished my shift today."

"If you say so..." Kakashi concluded.

They made part of the road in comfortable silence. Kakashi only thinking about how he could convince Sakura to stay with him and let him rip of that scrub out of her.

"So..." Sakura broke the silence. "How was I?"

"I feared for you for a moment, but actually, you were great." He said, looking at her and genuinely smiling. "But naming their parents? Big mistake there."

"Why? It's only natural to speak with your parents at that age." Sakura defend herself

"You know nothing about teenagers, don't you?" Kakashi said parking the car on a side street near the hospital.

"I know enough to recognize that these kids don't have any adult responsible guidance in anything." She was too stubborn. Kakashi laughed.

"Did you tell your mother about your little adventure at the window last friday?" He was enjoying her discomfort very much.

"Of course not! But I'm thirty, Kakashi no sixteen. And what about you? Did you talk to your parents about anything?" A wave of pain came as strong as it was unexpected.

"I would have love too..."

"What do you me..."

"You don't want to go there Sakura, not yet." The sadness was palpable in his voice, and Sakura noted it because she was already sitting on his lap before he could even register her movements.

Sakura trapped herself voluntarily between his body and the wheel. She traced every inch of his face with the tenderness of a mother. Kakashi embraced her firmly, getting her closer to him, chest pressed to chest, and he could feel her breasts through the fabric of her jacket and bra. Sakura looked at him straight into his eyes, and he couldn't believe the fire he saw in those green ones that fought fearfully against his stormy ones. Hip against hip, battling for domination. Truth be told, Kakashi was at her complete mercy, and it was ok.

Sakura licked her lips, moisturizing them, and parted them. Shee threatened to kiss him once, twice, three times until it was too much for Kakashi, who finally captured Sakura's mouth as if it were a forbidden fruit. He savoured it with patience, with devotion, as if it were his last dinner, and when he felt Sakura moan in his mouth and push her body forward to his arousal, it was too much for him.

He was not going to take her there in his car, it wasn't fair, but he wasn't going to let her go that easy this time. She would have a shift to remember tonight.

Kakashi softly mingled his fingers in Sakura's hair letting her neck free, he traced wet kisses down to where the jacket began. With his other hand, he started playing with the waistband of her trousers; luckily for him, there were no buttons, no zippers, nothing that could complicate his ministrations. He put his hand inside her pants and traced with his fingers her sex. Even over her panties, she was already so wet. It was maddening him. He let his hand rest there and made Sakura look at him.

"Do you want this Sakura?" He asked.

"Please, Kakashi, fuck me." Kakashi was in heaven, but he was going to be true to his words. He pushed his thumb harder over her already too-sensitive clit.

"No..." It was complicated for him even to breathe. "I'm not going to fuck you here," he saw her pouted in disappointment, "but you are going to get out of this car bearly standing."

Sakura whimpered with pleasure when she felt two of Kakashi's long fingers in her. He was moving them so expertly and slow that he knew she was going crazy. In her ears, he couldn't resist the urge to tell her everything he would do to her once he had the right moment. Meanwhile, she was crazy, rocking her body over his hand.

"Ka...ka...shi." Sakura managed only to say at the moment. He was ecstatic hearing his name fall so sinfully from her lips.

"Yes?"

"Please... you are ki..." He was absolutely delighted in satisfying Sakura. What was going to be of him and this arousal level was something he would have to deal with later. Because right now was the moment to make Sakura come undone for him.

In a swift movement, Sakura was now facing the front of the car, and her back was against his chest. Kakashi took the opportunity to spread her legs more; now, with a different angle, he was ready to end this.

"Are you ready, Sakura?" She only managed to say yes with her head before letting it fall back over his shoulder.

Kakashi introduced a third finger inside her, and he felt her walls tighten against them. She was close, and he continued pushing rhythmically her clit and mercifully pumping in and out his fingers until he reached her G-point.

Sakura came hard, very hard, screaming his name. The new position turned out to be her loss, and Kakashi was more than happy with his achievement. Sakura didn't move for a while. Instead, she took his hand and guided his fingers a bit more inside her, playing with what was left of her juices. She was beginning to want more again, but he knew he had to let her go.

"Kakashi..." Sakura said, trying to catch her breath, "I need you so much."

"I need you too, trust me," he said, making her notice his painful erection, "but you have to go to work."

"Let me do something for you." He laughed, kissing her neck.

"It doesn't work like that, Sakura, you don't ow me anything."

"But..."

"Go to work, Sakura, let's talk later ok?" He kissed her tenderly.

"Let's talk later." Sakura repeated, getting out of the car.

Kakashi watched her go, walking funny and all dishevelled, and he felt a kind of sympathy for the explanations she would have to give about her state. That was his consolation because right now, he only needed a shower.

You all know what to do! love you and thank you