His hands on her body, his slightly open lips leaving wet love-marks making a trail from her neck down to her stomach. She grabbed his hair; trying to push down his head so she could get what she wanted. He chuckled between kisses and kept going down, obliging to her needs.

Sakura awoke from her daydreaming when she repeatedly heard someone calling her. She focused her gaze on the brown haired teacher whose mouth had been the culprit of uttering her name. "Yes?" she asked, confused as she heard the snickers of her classmates. "Can you answer my question?" Iruka said as his eyes twitched with a slight frustration aimed at his student. She immediately felt a bit embarrassed and cleared her throat before saying: "I'm sorry, I don't know what the question was." She saw how he aimed a raised eyebrow, as brown as his hair that was displayed in a high set manbun, towards her. Not many seconds after she had finished that sentence a hand shot up amongst the crowd of pupils, eagerly awaiting to be picked. "Yes, Ino?" Iruka said, shifting his attention to the blonde haired girl with piercing blue eyes. "When we multiply the complex numbers, we add the angles." Sakura rolled her eyes at the girl who always had chimed in, ever since kindergarten, whenever a chance to humiliate Sakura Haruno came. Sakura wasn't innocent herself, as that was the nature of their relationship, and had been since they met at five years old. They were now seniors in high school with graduation standing on their threshold. She smiled to herself knowing that she would indeed miss her enemy, and how empty and boring her life would be without their bickering as they both went to different colleges.

Suddenly, she felt a hand on her thigh whose intention was to leave a note in her lap, but lingered a few seconds extra and then squeezed as the familiar hand let go. She knew that it came from Naruto who was sitting on her right. 'How old fashioned' She thought to herself, but suddenly realised that he wanted an excuse to touch her. She slowly opened the note and read the sloppy writing that was scribbled onto it.

'Come over later, I'm alone". The pink haired girl smiled with her emerald green eyes as she knew exactly what was waiting for her after school. Naruto and Sakura were neighbours and had been since childhood. Their parents were very close and naturally they came to be, too. As the two teenagers grew older they noticed each other in a different perspective. Sakura's body grew more feminine, as curves began to evolve on her petite form. She was 162 cm, with a small waist, round hips and full, perky breasts. It was all proportionate, considering her small frame. Naruto made some changes too; his muscles became bigger as he was a well-trained man and he grew taller; standing proud at 191 cm. His slightly crooked teeth correcting themselves as his body matured. Of course they had both used each other sexually ever since their hormonal need became prominent and found the attraction within the other.

Sakura lost her virginity to Naruto, but he wasn't the only one who had been allowed access to her body. She didn't spread her legs as soon as opportunity came, but she loved sex and when it decided to enter her life, it was hard to withstand the temptation.

"That is all for today, you are dismissed." The teacher said as he was done lecturing math to his seniors. He felt a little sting in his chest as he knew they would be gone in a couple of weeks after he had nurtured them for three years. He would miss them all, but one in particular. He knew he wasn't allowed to have favorites, but one of his female students had him smitten with attraction and, dared he say it, maybe more than just physical lust. Her long ash blonde hair that cascaded down her shoulders and those beautiful green eyes made him want to look at her forever. He was embarrassed of himself for thinking that about his own student, but he would never alter her grade or perceive her abilities as better or worse because of his attraction to her. They had intimate moments, but maybe he read into them too much, overanalyzing. Her hand gently grazing his, her seductive hips she usually swayed a little extra as she left the room, making his pants seem way too tight all of a sudden. She had a face of innocence, but sometimes when she looked at him he saw how something lurked behind her emerald orbs, something forbidden, lustful. He felt a shiver running down his spine just thinking about it. "Sakura, can I talk to you for a second?" He asked her as she stood gathering her books and notes. Naruto Uzumaki whispered something in her ear before departing which made her giggle and him smirk and wink at her. Iruka felt a heartstring snap as he felt saddened, angry, embarrassed and jealous all at the same time.

"I know I should pay more attention in class, I'm sorry Iruka." She began, offering her apology and promises of improvement. She stood before him with tight jeans shorts, hugging her thighs and butt, and revealed a hint of purple thong above the shorts. They had not been lifted intentionally, but peaked out anyway. Her white tank top with thin shoulder straps also clung tightly to her frame showing off her full, round breasts. She bit her lip as she looked at her teacher with her most innocent face and waited for him to stop eyeing her up and down. When he did and met her eyes, she saw guilt play behind his eyes and she wondered what was going on in his head. Sakura wasn't blind, and appreciated how good-looking her teacher was. He was tall, had long slender fingers and warm eyes. He looked like a good guy. She had indeed made innocent tries at flirting, like touching his arms as they spoke or nudged his hand with hers if it was within range. She tried not to, but she couldn't help it, and she definitely didn't think it would lead to something. Iruka broke the silence between the two. "Good then we're both on the same page and you understand what I mean, correct? I know your intellect excels most people in this class so please don't slack off." He almost pleaded to her. She knew she was exceptional at school, she just didn't have any troubles understanding. Because of this understimulation, she often zoomed out. She moved closer to him, maneuvering another innocent act as she put her right hand on his left upper arm and stroked almost unnoticeable. It wasn't unnoticeable to Iruka, however, as he felt her every touch like electrical shocks and once again felt his limb outgrow his pants. He took one step towards her, surprising himself by his actions. Then there it was, her pure facial structure moving into something much more primitive and lust was written all over her face. 'Does she even know what she's doing?' He thought to himself. "I won't." She answered simply to his statement, feeling the tingles his eyes caused her body to have. She moved in for a hug to end their little game. She put her hand behind his neck pulling him close towards her and whispered in his ear, the very same thing Naruto had whispered to her earlier: "I won't disappoint you." She felt his strong arm snake around her, but she didn't stay in his embrace long as she quickly said: "Have a good weekend, I-ru-ka." and swayed her hips as she left Iruka in silence and absolute discomfort.

As soon as Sakura left the classroom, still giddy with excitement she felt an arm wrap around her shoulders. "Did Iruka give you a hard time?" he said, with a big smile lacking any form of sympathy for her. "No, he didn't. He complimented my intellect and told me to focus more, that's all." She answered him while snaking her arm around his waist as her teacher had done around hers only seconds ago. Kiba looked at her with a sly smile even though he knew she didn't mean anything romantic, maybe not even sexual. But see, that was the problem with his pink-haired friend. She didn't know the effect she had on men in general. She wasn't an innocent woman, and definitely not oblivious to the attention she received, but only when she was after the same goal as her prey, she acted consciously. At times like these, where she wasn't after anything, her simple gestures and behaviours didn't go by her as sexual or romantic, even though they could very well be perceived as such by her counterparts.

Sakura felt secure in the arms of her friend as they strolled down the corridor of Konoha High with a common goal; english class. The pair had a tradition of walking each other to their destination ever since they started the course. It was a nice gesture, considering both liked the company. "I really don't get it", Kiba stated, still holding his arm protectively over her shoulder. "You're so incredibly smart, why don't you just give a shit?" Sakura pulled herself closer to him as the corridor was cramped, pushing their bodies together to maintain their embrace. "I do give a shit, Kiba. I already got into the school I want and my grades are good. Besides, what the hell would you do if I really gave it my all? You'd be kicked out of school!" She laughed and looked up at him, meeting his gaze that was matching a smirk. He loved when she laughed like that, her entire face, no, being, lit up when she laughed so wholeheartedly. He cracked up chuckling out "I'm not that bad. I'm just not giving it my all."

The giggling couple soon reached their destination and made their way into the classroom and took their seats beside each other. "Hey, by the way, what are you doing tonight? It is Friday and the usuals are meeting up at Uchiha's tonight to drink a little and chill." Kiba said. "Isn't his parents ever home?" Sakura said with a quizzical look on her face. She knew that the Uchiha mansion often stood tall and empty with no one but the two brothers occupying it since Fugaku and MikotoUchiha often travelled on conferences due to the fact that they were the head, and face, of the police force in the whole country. "I'm seeing Naruto first, but yeah, sure. We could meet up with you guys there." Sakura continued. Kiba knew the relationship of Sakura and their mutual friend Naruto. It wasn't a relationship per ce, but they did have sex, and according to Naruto; a lot. Kiba wasn't in love with his pink-haired woman, but he was immensely attracted to her, and he did have a possessiveness over her much like a canine had over its territory. "Yeah, alright. I'll text you later."

Sakura dumped all her belongings in the backseat of her car, shut the backdoor and proceeded to sit down in the front seat. She put the keys in the ignition of her little blue BMW 316i and purred as much as her car when it started. She slowly rolled out of the school parking lot with music blasting through the speakers, tempting her to sing along; and so she did. She drummed the steering wheel along with the rhythm and cruised down the crowded streets to her home. She parked her car and got out to collect her school suppliances in the back when she saw Naruto's father's red Audi R8 roll up the driveway of the Uzumaki residence. She looked quizzically at him as he stepped out. 'Wasn't Naruto supposed to be alone?' She sighed to herself, pouting her lips a bit, feeling irritated with Naruto for riling her up like he had done and not fulfilling his promise. "Hello Sakura! How are you today?" Minato cheerfully said as he waved to the ash haired female. "Hi Minato, what are you doing home so early?" Sakura shut her car door and locked the vehicle and made her way to the driveway Minato was standing on. "Well my fair lady, if you would believe it; the papers actually disappeared!" Sakura raised an eyebrow at him, urging him to continue and so he did. "Since Tsunade took over being the prime minister, I've been flooded with administration work since I got demoted to financial minister. But today; the pile just disappeared!" He smiled widely at her, and the resemblance between the two Uzumaki men immediately struck Sakura. "You need a vacation, Minato!" Sakura replied, giggling at his childlike joy. He nodded and asked if she wanted to come in for a cup of tea. She politely obliged and followed him into the Uzumaki residence.

Minato himself acknowledged the beauty by the name Sakura. How his dumbass son could achieve access to a woman of her caliber was unbeknownst to him, but he deserved a pat on the shoulder for his, said, achievement.

Sakura was equally amazed, even after all of these years, when she sat foot in Naruto Uzumaki's house. Their house was a result of years of hard labor on the back of the neighbors, friends and their own. They have dedicated their love into every single window pane made into the building. It was a two floor mansion, made in wood and carved by their dedication.

Sakura took her place at the large red tinted, oak wood table and awaited her tea. Minato positioned himself on the opposite side questioning her about everyday things such as school, parents and her well-being. Maybe it was because Sakura was a reminder of his hot tempered wife Kushina that made Minato observe the girl intently when she spoke. Listening to every word while analyzing the girls pouty lips and forest green eyes.

Suddenly they heard the door open up in the hallway and Naruto entered the kitchen. "Hi dad, what are you doing home so early?" he nervously laughed and sent apologizing glances at Sakura. "Well, my dear son, as I was just telling Sakura here; the pile of papers disappeared!" he shot out his arms and snickered towards his blonde boy as he had done to Sakura only moments ago. Sakura just laughed and said "I should go, but thank you for the tea! And by the way, Naruto", she said as she gathered her things, "Party at the Uchihas. Kiba invited us. I said we'd be there." The two youngsters were now standing in the Uzumaki's hallway and Sakura was putting on her shoes with the help of a metallic, red shoe horn. "Ha, surprise, surprise that Kiba's the one who invited you." He almost sounded jealous for a second before laughing out loud. But it seemed as if Sakura hadn't noticed his tone; which made him feel a bit of relief. "You should be ready in about two hours, I'll make mom drive us. Bye." Naruto didn't even have time to answer before she kissed him on the cheek. She had to place one hand on his shoulder, kind of pushing him down towards her while she stood on her toes. And by default he reached down. Then she was out the door, and Naruto had a fleeting feeling of wonder. Wondering if he was ever going to be able to make her stop going out the door.

Sakura was almost ready with her hair and make-up. She had set her hair up in a messy ponytail and painted her eyes in a smokey color and applied eyelashes. The only thing left was to decide what to wear. She slipped in a black, lace thong with an equally black and lacey bra to match. As she stood facing away from her bedroom door, she heard it open. She almost didn't have to turn around to see who it was. "Wow, girl. You don't even need anything else." Naruto said sheepishly. Playing into it she pretended to drop a piece of clothing on the floor, which she proceeded to slowly pick up, arching her back in the process. "Oops…", she whispered seductively. When she saw the look in Naruto's eyes, which mediated to her that he was ready to play, she burst out laughing and began getting dressed. "Hey! That's not fair!" He said, throwing a pillow at her. "Suit yourself!" she countered. "We would've already tended to our needs if it wasn't for you!" They were now both engulfed in a fierce pillow fight. Sakura had yet to zip her black, little dress up, but Naruto was standing tall in beige chinos and a white polo shirt. He also had a simple silver chain around his neck. "How is that my fault? I couldn't possibly have known that he would be home early!" he almost pleaded now that Sakura was all over him with pillow punches. She was just about to say something, pointing out how it wasn't her fault either; and something about his stupidity; when her mother yelled from downstairs: "Sakura, Naruto! Are you ready to go?" "Yes!", they both chimed in unison. Without saying anything Sakura turned around and Naruto zipped her up. She grabbed her bag that was filled with liquor, bound to be devoured, and headed out.

Sakura had been to the Uchihas a few times, but the size of the mansion never seized to amaze her. Her mother called it a space station because of how white, big, modern and futuristic it looked. Sakura could agree with that to some extent; but the space station term mostly came to her mind since the house seemed so lonely and dark. They drove up the asphalt alley to the main gate and were let in by what she could only assume to be staff members. The pool out front was already filled with people bathing and drunkenly kissing. She saw her friend Temari being ferociously groped by her boyfriend Shikamaru in the pool. She whistled at them and received a hearty laugh and a wink from Temari before she continued dry-humping. When they came inside, it was like entering another dimension. There were all kinds of different laser-show lights, music pouring out from every corner and of course, all kinds of games being played in the main hall. Naruto led her by the hand straight to the beer-pong table where a bunch of their friends were incredibly devoted to the game.

Sakura noticed how the game became slightly interrupted to make room for greetings and quite blatant staring. Kiba lifted her up and hugged her in the air. Obviously already well under the influence. "Hi, babe!" he shouted into her neck. "Hey, Kiba. Now let me down!" she laughed as she tried to struggle out of her 'attackers' strong arms. He let her down, not so gently, and she stumbled back a bit, accidentally bumping into someone behind her. "I'm so sorry", she said as she turned around and met the cold gaze of Sasuke Uchiha. The youngest brother of the two. He looked her up and down and just said "It's fine, Sakura". Now don't get it wrong, the two had been going in the same class for ages, but he hardly ever talked to anyone. Naruto had been the only one to actually hang out with him by themselves. She guessed it was the older brother, Itachi, who was the party-lover, or it was just less nervous than being one-on-one, face-to-face. However, it still surprised Sakura that he said her name. It seemed so… intimate. She smiled at him and looked behind her, then immediately looked back at him. "Beer Pong?"