Teachers and their Pets

Chapter 2

It was awkward. Kakashi could tell it was awkward. And what was making it even more awkward was the fact that Naruto didn't seem to realise it was awkward. Sakura was sitting next to the blond headed buffoon, only partly listening as she stirred her chopstick around her ramen bowl. She hadn't taken a bite and Kakashi had noticed she'd been throwing him frequent guilty looks, as if she'd insulted him or something.

"And Pervy Sage just kept insisting! So I-"

Naruto was currently regaling them with a tale about himself and Lord Jiraiya. Kakashi couldn't really say he cared all that much, but it was nice to have Naruto back nonetheless. Indeed, the Copy Ninja was sure he'd be having a highly enjoyable time if only Sakura would stop throwing him those looks. It was making him slightly self-conscious. Not in a 'oh do I have something on my face' kind of way, more in a 'why is that teenage girl constantly looking at me? It's freaking me out' kind of way.

Even as he watched, Sakura tried to shoot him another surreptitious glance. Kakashi's brow furrowed in confusion. Their eyes met and Sakura suddenly went bright red, forcing her eyes back down onto her bowl of ramen once again.

Suddenly Kakashi realised what was happening. He'd been a Sensei for quite a long time, and even though he failed all his other teams, that didn't mean he hadn't experienced this before. Sakura had a crush on him. Huh Kakashi cocked his head Who'd have guessed it? Out of everyone in the village, Kakashi would never have reckoned Sakura would take a liking to him. She was too drawn up in Sasuke…or so the Jōnin had thought.

Her age was also a factor; Kakashi had never had an eighteen year old lusting after him. He'd had older, of course, and younger. But with the older girls it was ok because he could…reprieve them of their lust, and with the younger girls…well they didn't know enough about anything to ever be a real threat. He didn't have to worry about them approaching him and he could never find them attractive-he wasn't that sort of guy.

Now that he was aware of the issue, Kakashi couldn't help but examine Sakura. She was a beautiful girl, fast developing into a woman. This was a fact no man in the village could deny. Her eyes were deep shining emeralds, and there was wiseness to them, coupled with emotional strength. Kakashi knew better than anyone how much Sakura could endure without giving up. It was quite admirable really.

Beneath those eyes was her sweet little nose- not too big and not too small, pale and smooth like her cheeks. Her lips looked soft and durable…

One part of Kakashi told him to stop. Sakura wasn't his student anymore, but she still looked up to him. He needed to do her a service and stop looking at her this way. But then the other side of him was arguing that he could service her in…other, more exciting ways.

Despite his inner argument, the ninja's eyes scanned down to the girl's arms, taking in the slimness, mixed with toned muscle. There were a fair few scars littered on those arms, thanks to Tsunade's brutal training regimes, but these 'imperfections' did nothing but entice Kakashi more. He liked it when a woman's body told a story and Sakura's most probably would.

His eyes moved to her chest- the chest she was always complaining about. He had to admit that, yes, her breasts were a little on the small size, but then her athletic frame made up for all that didn't it? He slowly moved his gaze up to her throat and then to her face once more. She was looking at him.

Their eyes met and then Sakura went a deep dark red, hiding her face.

"Sakura?" Naruto cut off his story midway and turned to look at the girl with concern, leaning over to peer at her. "What's wrong?"

Sakura continued hiding her face, and, despite himself, Kakashi couldn't help but smile. He liked having this effect on Sakura. Something told the Copy Ninja that this was going to be fun.

"Oh I get it!" Naruto announced after Sakura stayed silent. "You're just so overcome with the emotion of me coming back, right?"

Normally Sakura would punch Naruto on the head for this impudence, but Kakashi could tell she preferred this tall tale to the actual truth. The girl nodded a few times, bringing her face out of her hands and quickly wrapping Naruto into a hug.

"Yeah, yeah. That's right, you big idiot." She ruffled his hair before quickly swinging round in her seat and getting to her feet. Before anybody could say anything, she was gone.

Naruto peered after her looking very confused.

"Eh?" He looked up at Kakashi. "Kakashi Sensei, what's gotten into her?"

Kakashi shrugged before slowly getting up from his seat too. "You'll pay for this, right Naruto? I seemed to have forgotten my wallet."

Naruto was now looking very confused. "But what about your ramen?" He enquired, almost pitifully.

Kakashi smiled and patted the boy on the head. "Well I expect you'll be able to handle that. Right, Naruto?"

There was a moment of silence and then Naruto grinned. "You better believe it Kakashi Sensei!" He gave the man a thumbs up and then dove onto Kakashi's bowl of untouched ramen.

Kakashi paused to shake his head at the boy before ducking under the flaps of the ramen shop and glancing one way and then the other. Though quick, Sakura wasn't exactly inconspicuous, what with her bright pink hair, and bright red outfit. Kakashi quickly spotted her, now walking quickly through the street.

Kakashi jauntily began following her. Honestly the man was unsure as to what he was going to do, but, to say the least, he was intrigued by her behaviour.

Sakura turned a corner quickly and then Kakashi realised she was heading home. Without really thinking, the man body flickered and appeared outside the girl's house, just as she turned the corner.

The Kunoichi was still walking quickly, her arms crossed over her chest, and she was still blushing. She had her eyes pointed straight at the ground which is why she got the shock of a lifetime when Kakashi eventually decided to make his presence known.

"Yo Sakura."

The girl jumped about ten foot in the air, her eyes wide. "What…what are you doing here?" She panted.

Kakashi cocked his head. "Would you like me to leave?"

Sakura looked confused now. Kakashi decided he very much like that expression on the girl. The man had no idea what had gotten into him, but now that he was aware the teenager liked him, he couldn't help but enjoy the idea of toying with her. Kakashi let his eyes subtly flicker up and down the girl's body- it would most likely end up being very fun.

"I, uh," Sakura struggled for words, but eventually she righted herself. "Of course not Kakashi Sensei. I'm sorry."

Kakashi smiled at her. "You needn't apologise. You rushed out so quickly back there. Naruto and I were worried something was wrong."

Sakura glanced off to the side. "Yeah right, I'm sure Naruto was way more concerned about the ramen bowl that I freed up."

Kakashi chuckled. "Well then I was concerned,"

Sakura stiffened and a pinkish tint hit her cheeks again. She glanced up at her teacher. She's really not good at this whole subtly thing, is she? Kakashi watched her with no small amount of amusement. It was quite refreshing actually, to see the pleasure written all over the girl's cheeks.

"What made you get up and run away like that? Are you ill?"

At this question Sakura shook her head a few times.

"Sure?" Kakashi moved closer and lifted his hand up to her forehead.

At his touch, Sakura stiffened. Her hands became two balled fists. She gazed up at him with her large eyes and Kakashi, despite himself, felt a swell of heat radiate up and down his body. He quite liked this angle on Sakura. He was a pervert afterall.

"Hm," unbeknownst to the girl, a smirk began playing on the Jōnin's lips. "Well…you are quite warm. And look-" He took his hand off the girl's forehead, but did not move away as he pointed at her cheeks. "You're flushed,"

Sakura was obviously far too overwhelmed to answer. Kakashi made a tutting noise.

"Maybe you should go get some sleep Sakura. You don't have any training today, do you?" He cocked his head in a caring way.

Sakura shook her head in response to his question, still unable, apparently, to capture any of her thoughts and form them into words. A chill wind suddenly passed over the two of them and Sakura shivered.

"Ma-" the girl's voice was croaky, she coughed and tried again. "Maybe you're right Kakashi Sensei. I'll…I'll get some sleep. I didn't sleep very well last night."

"Ah," Kakashi nodded his head in an understanding way. "Me either."

Sakura immediately turned a bright red and Kakashi smirked as he realised she'd got the very slight innuendo.

"I…uh…I had a cold!" Sakura suddenly yelped. "That's why I couldn't sleep! Nothing other than that. Bye. I'm going to sleep now!" The girl gabbled these words out in a hurry, the sentences tumbling over each other like the ocean in a storm and then she yanked at her door.

"Sweet dreams Sakura." Kakashi called after her.

Sakura gave him a wilted wave and then slammed the door shut after her. As soon as she was in the gloom of her house, she dripped down to the floor, her back still against her front door. What was that? Ino really had gotten to her. Now everything Kakashi Sensei said sounded like an innuendo.

The girl slapped herself on the forehead and groaned before dragging her hands down her face, pulling it into a distorted caricature of her normal beauty.

He'd seen her staring at him. Had he realised she'd been checking him out? Why was she checking him out?

Ino. Sakura's hand balled into a fist and she glowered off into the distance, cursing her stupid best friend and her stupid ideas.

After a while of cursing her own stupid antics, the pinkette eventually decided to move. She was going to bed…but it wasn't because she was tired or ill.

Sakura may have been a virgin, but that didn't mean she didn't know how to pleasure herself.

The girl stomped up her stairs, ripping off her clothes as she did so. Having a house to herself, no matter how small, was a blessing and a half. She'd amassed enough money through her missions over the years to afford a cute little place and it was nice to have somewhere she could go to, without anyone disturbing her.

As she reached her bedroom, Sakura briefly darted her hand down and felt her pants. She was wet. She was really wet. Nothing had even happened! Shaking her head at her own stupidity, the girl sat down upon her bed.

Well, either way, the arousal was there now; may as well use it.

Sakura fell back onto her bed and then slowly crept her hands downwards. She smiled vaguely to herself, enjoying the sensation of her own hands touching her abdominal muscles.

She reached for her clit, biting her lip as she thumbed the small nub. Shocking sensations of pure pleasure radiated up and down her spine. All she could see was the back of her eyelids…that was until a certain someone managed to creep into her imagination.

Before she even knew it, Sakura was thinking of Kakashi Sensei naked. She half yelped and grabbed her hand away from her womanhood, not wanting to masturbate to the thought of him.

However as soon as she closed her eyes again he was there once more. He had his back to her and so Sakura traced the hard muscle of his back, ending in back dimples and a firm behind. Her eyes flickered back up to his neck.

Oh for God's sake. Even in her mind he was wearing that goddamn mask.

Still, when he turned around, she wasn't exactly looking at his face.

Suddenly he was in-between her legs, his still masked face right near her clitoris.

Back in reality Sakura let out a sigh and rubbed at her clit, imagining a tongue on it.

Behind her eyelids, Kakashi took down his mask. His face was concealed by her body though and she threw her head back in pure ecstasy as a slurping sound announced his tongue. His talented muscle swirled around her sensitive button and Sakura's hips arched up, pumping lewdly into his mouth, desperate for him to take her whole pussy in. She clenched her thighs around his head, groaning loudly.

"Ah! Ah Kakashi Sensei. Oh my God!" She screamed wildly, pushing her hands through his hair, feeling the mess of spikes and only becoming more turned on. "Oh fuck. Ah! Ahh!" She orgasmed wildly, her body spasming as she slammed her legs together.

That was the quickest she'd ever orgasmed and it was one her most pleasurable experiences yet.

As the warm embrace of afterglow settled around her, Sakura opened her eyes. Her panties were soaked through, as was the duvet she was lying on. Oh God. She'd got it everywhere.

Shit. The girl steadily got up, though her muscles complained, wanting to stay relaxed for at least a little while longer. There were a few moments of silence and then…

"What the fuck!?" Sakura grabbed the sides of her head with her hands and jumped to her feet. "What did I just do!? Oh my God. Oh my God!" The pinkette began dancing around her room, her face a contorted mask of horror.

What she'd just done seemed borderline illegal. You don't just wank over someone you see every day. Especially not your Sensei!

Bloody Ino. Sakura glared off into the distance again and then shook her head, a little grossed out that she was thinking about Ino while her knickers were still soaking wet.

"Argh. I'm a tramp!" Sakura fell back onto her bed.

What would Kakashi Sensei have done if he'd seen that? Oh shit. No. Sakura didn't even want to broach that subject.

The girl shook her head, trying to knock all the horrific thoughts out of her head. She decided she needed a shower and then she was going to go knock Ino's head off.

"Do you want me to fetch that kunai for you Asuma Sensei?"

"Well, I mean, I guess. If you want. But it's no both-" Asuma cut himself off as Ino went running in the direction of the kunai he'd just flung. He and Shikamaru both watched her with raised eyebrows.

"Tch." Shikamaru's nose wrinkled and he shook his head as they watched the girl lean down, butt in the air as she grabbed the kunai out of the ground.

Asuma simply averted his gaze, staring up at the sky as he wondered at the girl's strange behaviour. Ino had started acting strange a few years ago, but today she'd really been taking the cake. Honestly, Asuma put it down to hormones and Shikamaru was a good looking enough boy, so the man could understand why Ino was acting this way. But still…did she have to do this in front of him? And why couldn't she just be upfront about it? That's how she usually was. Asuma had seen her drag poor boys away by their collars. Perhaps it was just the factor that Shikamaru had been her friend for so long and she was scared of changing it.

As Ino wiggled her arse in the air, Asuma turned to look at Shikamaru.

"Shikamaru, do you know what's up with her?" He tossed his head in the blonde's direction, wondering whether Shikamaru had caught onto her antics yet.

Shikamaru shrugged, stuffing his hands in his pockets. "She's a girl. Girls are weird."

Asuma shook his head at his favourite student and then glanced at Ino again, having to force his gaze away as the girl finally retrieved the kunai, yanking it up and resulting in more of the smooth pale flesh of her leg to come on show.

"Yeah but she'd been acting like this for a while," he muttered. "Don't you think you should do something?"

Shikamaru's brow furrowed and he looked sidelong at his Sensei. "What?" He questioned.

"Well, I know you two are friends, and have been for a long time, but sometimes friendship is just a stepping stone to-"

"Asuma Sensei, she'd not doing this for me," Shikamaru cut through his Sensei. "I hate to say this old guy, but no matter how great of a ninja you are, you're apparently not great at understanding girls," the boy looked up at the clouds and then smirked. "And that's coming from me."

Ok, so now Asuma was very confused. It seemed as if both his students knew something that he didn't.

"Where's Choji?" The man decided to change the subject.

"He doesn't feel well." Ino was suddenly at Asuma's side. She wrapped her arm around his and grinned up at him.

"Food poisoning?" Asuma returned, raising an eyebrow and smirking as he accepted the kunai off the girl.

Ino began cackling loudly while Shikamaru shook his head. Sometimes he really didn't understand his close friend.

Asuma, for his part, looked a bit taken aback by the cackling. Shikamaru now shook his head his Sensei- the man really was oblivious.

Really Ino having a crush on Asuma wasn't news to the Nara. She'd told him years ago, in private, that she found the man handsome. Now that they were older however, Ino had actually upgraded her wide eyed admirable stares into genuinely hitting on him. Asuma still didn't get it and now Ino was trying to make it even more obvious. Shikamaru thought it kinda gross, but he didn't really care that much. He doubted Asuma would ever respond to the girl's flirtations, even if he managed to catch on.

Ino had quite a bit of competition anyway- Kurenai wasn't the only older woman who'd seen the inside of Asuma's apartment. Despite himself Shikamaru let loose a quick smirk. His Sensei really was a bit of a dog at times.

"He really is ill," Shikamaru offered after Ino's giggling had died down. "He's got some flu thing that's going round. It's a drag."

"Yeah," Ino shrugged. "But I told him not to go hang out with Kiba while Kiba had it, but he did it anyway! I tell you, you boys really should listen to-"

"Ino!"

The blonde was cut off when Sakura suddenly appeared on the scene, rushing over to them dressed in a black top and red shorts. Ino looked her up and down as she arrived.

"Have you changed more than twice today?" She questioned, looking perturbed.

Sakura didn't reply. Instead her emerald eyes shot to Ino's arm, still entwined with her Sensei's. Oh my God Ino, you wanton whore. The pinkette moved her eyes to Asuma's face and then blushed when he grinned at her. For God's sake, it wasn't like he knew about what'd she just done. Unless she smelled? No she'd had a shower. Could older men tell when girls had just masturbated? Sakura moved behind Shikamaru slightly.

"Hiya Sakura. How's Naruto?" Asuma greeted.

Ino stared at her best friend suspiciously, obviously realising something was up with her.

"Uh, yeah," Sakura looked anywhere but the older man. "He's…he's good. Kakashi Sensei too-" she abruptly cut herself off, going a deep shade of pink.

A smug smirk made its way onto Ino's face and she let go of Asuma.

"Sakura, do you need to talk?" She asked, coming forwards.

"Uh, yeah, if that's ok. If you're not busy?"

"I'm never too busy for you!" Ino replied, smiling innocently at her friend before turning to look at her two former team mates. "I'm afraid I must depart now. Don't miss me too much."

"Ch'eh." Shikamaru replied.

"We'll try, though no promises." Asuma replied, waving at the girl as he smiled broadly.

Ino pinkened and Shikamaru rolled his eyes, shooting a look at his Sensei. Was the man seriously that unaware?

The two girls began departing, Ino making sure to waggle her hips mischievously as she looked at her best friend. Sakura was looking back at her, her eyebrows raised.

"Wanna wiggle that butt a little more?" The pinkette hissed as they drew away from the training ground.

"At least I have one to wiggle Forehead," Ino returned. "Is he looking?"

Sakura rolled her eyes, but she threw a look over her shoulder. "I can't tell." She replied.

Ino grumbled. "Oh goddamit. Why is he so freaking oblivious!?"

Sakura sighed and linked arms with her friend. "I wish Kakashi Sensei was a little more oblivious."

Ino began giggling and she poked her friend in the cheek with her free hand. "Haha, I really got to you didn't I Sakura!?" She chuckled.

Sakura let out a low groan. "I hate you Ino." She muttered.

"Not possible," Ino flipped her hair triumphantly as they turned onto a village street. The sun was just beginning to set, and the whole area was bathed in an orangey glow. The street was deserted, all that could be heard were the girl's footsteps. "Now, tell all. You had lunch with him today right?"

"Not just with him," Sakura hissed. "It was with Naruto. Kakashi Sensei just happened to be there too."

Ino rolled her eyes. "Whatever Forehead. What happened?"

"I just…he…he followed me back to my house." Sakura muttered.

Ino let out a shriek of delight and began pulling and pushing the girl. Sakura bobbled around wildly.

"Did he come in!?" Ino asked excitedly.

"No!" Sakura yelped. "Of course not! He was just checking if I was ok! But now, because of you, everything he says sounds like an innuendo to me! And I…I…well when I was alone I…"

Ino began cackling again, already on the same wavelength as her friend. "So glad to see you're taking my words to heart Forehead!"

"You're the worst best friend ever." Sakura murmured grumpily.

An: Ahhaha! I'm so glad that so many people enjoyed the first chapter! Honestly I think there's a need for more AsuIno lemons on this site so don't worry- Asuma's not going to be oblivious for long.
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Asuma and Kakashi really need to have their bones jumped.

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