Only a three word flame? Well that was a letdown.
The rumors proved to be true; Kakashi was hard to work with. He was furious that Hinata had the gall to take something so personal and think he'd obey her like some dog. There was a method to his work processes and she threw everything off. So he rebelled. There was no motivation to get started and he liked to see her confidence shrink. 'You think you were so smart.'
After a few days, Hinata gave up trying to bribe Kakashi. The man was one of the most stubborn people she met and that was saying something considering that she grew up with Neji. There was only one thing she could do in this situation, do it herself. While she had cut her education short for Naruto's sake, she wasn't completely inept. Perhaps she could produce something passable that would allow her to keep her job.
These days, she found herself in Kakashi's office working by herself with him just slacking off. He thought it was hilarious at first and even made a snide joke. However Hinata continued working, ignoring Kakashi presence altogether. Since he wasn't exactly offering help, she brought along some supplies from home.
Hinata frowned. She remembered some of these terms from her classes and pulled out her old notebook and textbook. "This isn't a study session," he drawled.
She flipped to chapter fifteen and bit her thumb as she refreshed her knowledge. "You really plan on doing this alone?" Kakashi asked. Hinata wrote a few notes and typed on her laptop. Her eyes scanned the page and she frowned before turning back to her book.
He scoffed and went to lunch. When he came back, her hair was in a messy bun and papers were spread out. Kakashi got on his computer and looked back at her, seeing if she thought he was finally getting to it. However, Hinata merely stretched her neck and tapped her pen. There was an unsettling feeling in the pit of his stomach. She continued working even as he started getting his things together. "It's quitting time," he announced.
"I'll lock the door after I leave."
He raised an eyebrow. "Do they even pay you overtime?" Hinata rubbed her eyes and shrugged. "Well see you tomorrow."
He hated this, this feeling of guilt. Kakashi didn't work well with others and preferred working alone which is why he rebelled whenever they deemed it fit to give him a glorified babysitter. But while others had either quit or were spineless when he pushed them, she took a different approach. He knew whatever she turned in wasn't going to meet their requirements, not when they expected his skills. He'd probably be forced to fix it while she would be fired.
The following morning, Kakashi arrived late as usual but was surprised when Hinata wasn't in his office. He asked around and Iruka was surprised he didn't know she was currently occupying an empty cubicle in the back.
"I didn't want to annoy you any longer and this way I won't be bothered," she curtly replied when he asked why she had moved her work space. He grabbed her notes and motioned for her to follow. Kakashi closed his door.
"You're wasting your time. No amount of studying dated business models will produce something they'll be happy with," he said.
"I can at least try to save my job, even if you don't give a damn. If they see that I tried maybe it'll be enough," she glared at him.
Kakashi rubbed his nose. "Look, I get it. But you started this. I don't like being told what to do by someone who is a subordinate. You pissed me off." She huffed and snatched her notes back but he blocked her exit. "Let me see what you have. I'll fix it and maybe we can actually salvage this project." Hinata sat down as he paced back and forth, shaking his head. "Yeah, I should get started now. None of this is useful." Her shoulders fell. "Don't feel bad, I don't expect anyone to understand it. That's why they give it to me."
The next few days, Kakashi was deep at work. Hinata brought him breakfast, lunch and occasionally ordered dinner when they stayed late. She felt slightly better but he often tried to persuade her to give him back his book. "I deserve a break," he grumbled as laid his head on his desk.
She felt bad he was exhausted but he did bring it upon himself. If he had only been this motivated in the beginning, he wouldn't be as stressed. Hinata walked behind him and started to massage his tense shoulders. Kakashi moaned as she continued. Her hands were small but expertly loosened his muscles. "Mmm."
He felt himself start to twitch and harden, and who could blame him? She was beautiful and pleasant to be around when she wasn't bossing him around. But it was forbidden; Hinata was his assistant and office relations were frowned upon. There was also the fact that she was married. 'Lucky bastard,' he thought.
Kakashi started to envision the two of them having sex on his desk, just like one of the stories in his book.
"Why don't we call it a night?"
He let out a whine as she moved away. Hinata smiled as she grabbed her coat and waved before closing the door. Kakashi pressed his forehead back on his desk, irritated that she had innocently provoked perverted thoughts. He knew no one else was around aside from the security guard in the lobby and that was four floors down. Quickly he felt it was all clear, he started to pleasure himself, all the while visualizing Hinata and those rosy lips.
"Oh damn," Hinata said. She checked her other pocket. Sure enough she dropped her car keys. She quickly retraced her steps, making her way back to Kakashi's office. The light was still on and she didn't think twice before barging in.
"Hinata!" He groaned lustfully before looking up in horror as the door opened. She stared at him, gaping at the sight of him masturbating. He quickly swirled his chair around.
"I'm sorry! I forgot my keys! "
'Shit! Shit!' He tried to think of how to convince her to keep it between them. She could have him fired tomorrow. "Um, sir…?"
He grunted in response. As depraved as it was, he still needed to release. 'Why isn't she leaving?'
"Would you like me to help you finish?" She asked timidly.
Slowly turning his head, he saw her begin to fidget. He made a fist with one hand and gesturing in an imitation of masturbating and she nodded.
"You mean..." stammered Kakashi, his eyes widening as he realized what he was being offered. If he had been thinking straight or if she'd been a little more naïve perhaps he could have convinced her it was all a mistake. But he could only say two words. "Yes please."
Hinata reached out, taking hold of him in her hand. It probably helped that she already been unfaithful a few times and had no qualms about doing it again. She had to admit that it was exciting to be kneeling beside him at his feet with his arousal in one hand. The pretty young woman started to move her soft hand up and down, stroking him somewhat shyly.
"That's it," he murmured appreciatively. "A little faster." Kakashi crossed his hands behind his head. Looking down he could get a perfect view of her servicing him. His breathing was getting faster and she guessed he was getting nearer to climax.
"Oh fuck, that's great," he moaned. "Not too much longer." His eyes were half closed in pleasure as he enjoyed her actions with obvious bliss.
With a loud moan and a strangled grunt of pleasure Kakashi suddenly lurched in his chair. She felt him convulse in her hand. Quickly as to avoid making a mess, she slid him between her lips. He jerked at the sensation but reached out and placed a hand on the back of her head, pushing her deeper.
Kakashi slumped back on his chair as Hinata gently licked him clean. He tried to catch his breath, piece together what had just happened as she grabbed a tissue and cleaned her face.
"Well, see you tomorrow!"
Kakashi gulped but nodded. He didn't know what game she was playing but hoped it didn't come to bite him in the ass later.
x-x
Kakashi avoided looking at her all day. He thought that it had been a dream; that he didn't really get oral from his assistant because if he did then he was in deep shit. If anyone got a whiff of what happened, he could kiss his job and reputation goodbye. He was at her mercy which concerned him.
However, Hinata hadn't given him any indication of malicious intent. She greeted him warmly and brought him his meals like always. It was frustrating and he decided to figure out what she was planning. After she brought him lunch, he asked her to lock the door and go over what they've done.
Hinata, assuming he meant the project, happily complied. She was taken back by the look on his face and began to fidget in her seat. "What are you playing at? Do you think you can blackmail me or something?"
Now understanding what he meant, she shook her head. "No. I would never, I just…-"
"Then what?!" he asked. She had never heard him raise his voice and she flinched.
"I thought you'd like it because you were working hard and I know you read that stuff. I'm sorry," Hinata apologized. After speaking with Genma, she found out that it wasn't a joke book that had him in a fit of giggles. "He reads smut or as he calls it erotic novels." She was shocked at first but read a bit of it to get an idea of what he found so fascinating.
Kakashi leaned down, "Do you know how badly it could have gone if someone walked in? I'd be fired for sure but I'm sure they'd take pity on you and give you a severance package to keep your mouth shut."
"I'm sorry," she repeated. "I just wanted to thank you for taking this seriously. I'm s-sorry."
"Are you?" She nodded and he leered at her. "Prove it. Bend over."
Hinata looked back at him. "What?"
"Stand up and bend over," he said in a commanding voice.
She complied as she placed her hands on his desk. Bent at the waist, the material of her skirt clung to her figure deliciously, the backs of her long, slim legs looking fantastic in her high heeled, strappy-shoes. Kakashi licked his lips at the glorious sight and immediately moved behind her. Hinata gasped as he placed his hand on her creamy thigh and climbing up above the hemline of her skirt, the material bunching against his wrist and he explored upwards.
"Do you know what could happen to us if they find out you sucked me off?" His hand stroked upward over the curve before he gave her ass a squeeze, his fingers sinking into the skin.
Hinata bit her lip, understanding what he was doing and trying to keep her composure. "I won't do it again."
"Now, now, let's not be too hasty. But don't start what you can't finish. You have no idea what I can do," he whispered into her ear, giving her another firm squeeze. After giving her a gentle pat, he sat on his desk like nothing had happened. He started typing on his computer while she fixed her skirt. "Make sure to order dinner. I have a feeling we'll be staying late tonight."
"Okay," Hinata softly replied. She walked out feeling a slight shudder when he looked up to look at her.
Later that day, Iruka pulled her aside and asked her if everything was okay. Hinata feared that someone might've seen something. "He says you're possibly the best help he's had. You're not letting him do what he wants, right?" He looked concerned but for all the wrong reasons.
"Uh…" Hinata began to feel her cheeks heat up.
Iruka put his hands on her shoulder. "Be firm. Remember this is crucial." She nodded and he smiled. "Show him who's in charge, at least for the time being," he joked. "Take control of the situation."
Kakashi looked up from his screen when Hinata returned. The top two buttons of her blouse were undone and she smiled sweetly at him. He licked his lips but refused to make the first move. Hinata merely continued to go about her usual tasks; check his email, screen his calls, open his mail. When he asked her to retrieve a file, which he didn't need, from the bottom cabinet he stared appreciate at her figure.
She took her time finding it and heard his chair wheel back. Sure enough he was soon standing behind her. "Hinata, you're making it hard for me to get anything done."
Hinata stood up but he continued to press his front against her. "What do you suggest I do, sir? I only want you to finish your work. After all, your success is mine too."
He chuckled and she leaned her head against his chest, looking up. "You're right so I think you should reward me for my hard work. I've been much too stressed lately." Gingerly, he opened her blouse and let it drop off her shoulders revealing a lacy white push up bra that hugged her bosom. "I knew they were big," he murmured as he continued to squeeze and fondle her. He ran his thumbs across Hinata's skin.
"You can keep touching me if you show me rough figures for your proposal," she arched her back. "I'll reward you every time I feel like you've done enough."
With this new motivation he hurriedly printed out what he had so far. But Kakashi started to kiss her neck as Hinata tried to read the paper. "Mr. Kakashi, please."
Her pleas only fueled his lust. She pushed him away when he started to suck on her neck. Frantically she took out her compact. Luckily it wasn't dark enough yet and she glared at him. "Sorry," he replied, not sounding in the least bit apologetic.
"Don't leave any marks," Hinata hissed.
"Fine," he huffed. "But at least give me something until tomorrow." He pressed his hand to the back of her neck and she straddled him. Kakashi pulled her closer, her bare skin rubbing against his shirt, as he explored her mouth.
She felt his hands start to travel down under her skirt and she pulled away. "We won't do that. Not yet." He frowned and Hinata grinned. "Think of it as something to look forward to in the end." She looked at the time. "I think we've did enough for today."
Kakashi groaned as she stood up and fixed her appearance. "Goodnight!"
x-x
"What about this one?" Ino asked as she turned in the ivory white down. "I mean, I like the lace but is it too much?" She scrunched her mouth as she looked at herself in the mirror. "Do you think I should add a belt?" She turned to her best friend and huffed. "Hello?"
Sakura looked up from her phone. "Oh, sorry. Um, yeah it looks good."
"I know that but does it take your breath away? Like oh my god, she's the most beautiful bride ever?" Ino asked. She heard nothing from her best friend. "I guess not. Let's try the other one." The shop assistant helped her down from the platform and Sakura pulled her phone out again.
He hadn't called her. Sasuke had said he would and she was over the moon, anticipating his call. She waited all day after their dinner date; she'd call it that even if he was in denial, but she heard nothing from him. Sakura debated sending him another flirty text when Ino reappeared. This time she wore a strapless dress.
"Okay, I know I said I wouldn't go for the trumpet style but I need to make sure," Ino said, mostly to herself. "What do you think?"
"It looks good," Sakura muttered, uninterested. She wanted to feel happy for Ino today but her mind was somewhere else. Her blonde friend picked up on her disinterest and it pissed her off.
"Okay, what's the deal?" Sakura looked away and Ino rolled her eyes. She had an idea and it annoyed her. Sakura had gushed about Sasuke's renewed interest in her but she didn't see it. The man had never shown interest in her before and judging by her behavior, he wasn't showering her with attention now. Ino had hoped that Sakura would get the point already. "Just forget him. It's getting kind of sad and pathetic that you still think he'll turn around."
"It's easy for you to say, you're getting married," she pointed out, unable to hide her jealousy. Yes, Sakura was jealous; Ino had beaten her to the altar. She hated how everyone seemed to have that special person; someone who gave them a look of unconditional love. Naruto had given her something close to that but it wasn't true love. What they shared was brief lust and consequently pure remorse. She thought back to the woman he had introduced as his girlfriend and thinking he was settling since she turned him down. However Naruto looked at Hinata the same way Ino looked at Sai, lovingly. And she hated it. Sakura hated that Naruto moved on to someone so beautiful and of better social class than her.
She was sick of being left behind and alone.
"Look if you aren't going to focus on me, we should just reschedule for another day," Ino said bitterly. "Or I can come with my mom later. At least I'll know she'll give me the attention I deserve for my special day."
Suddenly feeling guilty, Sakura shook her head. "Sorry. I promise to make today all about you. No more looking at my phone."
Ino frowned before sighing. "Okay, I can't stay mad at you anyways. It's not like you slept with my man, homewrecker." She flicked her forehead painfully. Sakura yelped and scowled. "Oh c'mon. You make it too easy."
As Ino continued to try on gowns, Sakura discreetly checked her phone for any new messages. But there were no new notifications. Once Ino had narrowed down her choice to three gowns for her next visit, they called it a day. They left the boutique and Ino scoffed as Sakura quickly sent Sasuke another text.
x-x
Sasuke quickly deleted all messaged from Sakura, without even listening to them as soon as they lit up his phone. It's not like she had anything of value to say. He figured he got all he would out of her and even Naruto failed to provide him with any new information. He thought that he'd be hysterically calling him about how Hinata had enough and demanded a divorce. Sasuke was sure she'd pick up on the perfume but maybe she really didn't care.
To be honest, Sasuke couldn't say he knew Hinata as well as he liked. She was so shy and quiet when Naruto brought her along to a get together. He felt the attraction and could tell he intimidated her; the way her eyes looked away every time she caught him staring delighted him. Someone with her upbringing should have been used to his demeanor but she cowered in his presence and it made him feel dominant. It was like she could tell he was powerful and not like the rest. It was probably the reason why she was so attached to Naruto, the so- called safe bet. The blond was someone who wouldn't force her to push her boundaries.
And that's what Sasuke wanted to do. He wanted to bring her out of her shell and strip away her defenses. Sasuke wanted to be the man to help her bloom into what he saw as her true potential. But she had her eyes solely on Naruto, filled with admiration and affection. It ate away at him that here he was, Sasuke Uchiha, desired by nearly everyone but her, the woman who should be his wife. Ego bruised, he kept his distance. Declining to be Naruto's best man at the wedding and spend any time with them because he thought it was useless to pursue someone who didn't give him a second look, someone who was loyal to one man.
But things changed and his desires were reignited. Walking confiudently to their door, he rang the doorbell to Naruto's apartment knowing full well that he wouldn't be the one to answer. After all, he was waiting for Sasuke to show up at a restaurant but it'd be Sakura who'd be his lunch date.
Hinata opened the door slowly, confusion written over her face. "Hi, um Naruto's not here. I think he has his phone if you want to try him there. Do you have his number?"
He fought his urge to smirk. "That's okay, I was actually hoping to talk to you."
Hinata frowned. "Okay…what do you want to talk about?"
Sasuke tried to sound concerned. "May I come inside? It's rather private and sensitive." Realizing she had been blocking the entrance, she quickly moved. "Thanks." His fingers lightly brushed hers as he accepted a glass of water from her. She quickly retracted her hand and sat across him. She wore a plain white t-shirt and black lounging pants.
"So what's on your mind?" Hinata asked. She always felt uncomfortable in his presence; it was mostly his apparent dislike of her. She didn't know what she did that irritated him.
Sasuke sighed and leaned forward. "I know, Hinata. I know what Naruto's been doing." Instead of looking upset or distraught, she merely looked away in annoyance. "He told me about his ongoing affair with Sakura."
'On going?' She laughed humorlessly. 'I guess he really hasn't stopped. I guess she's probably having his child. I need to hurry up and get everything in order in case he decides to divorce me soon and leave me with nothing.'
"Even though I think of him as a dear friend, I can't excuse Naruto's behavior," Sasuke continued and reached out to grab her hands. "You don't deserve to be treated like that and I'm here for you."
Pulling away, Hinata tried to look appreciative. "Sasuke, I don't know what he told you but don't worry about me. I'm fine, really. Maybe you should be talking to him instead?"
He clicked his tongue and shook his head. "Aren't you angry? Naruto is still seeing Sakura. He keeps a separate phone for her to call and constantly checks up on her. She's told me."
"Well I think he would since she's pregnant," she replied. Now it was his turn to look confused. While it certainly would have made his plan easier, he didn't think it was true. "With his child. I heard him talking a while back. Didn't you know?"
"How long ago?"
She tapped her chin. "I think she must be three or four months along by now."
"She's not pregnant. I saw her last week and she's as scrawny as ever. She even had wine to drink. A lot actually, I think she has a problem," Sasuke informed her. "So you must've misheard."
Hinata shrugged. "Then I guess she went through with it and had an abortion." With news that she wasn't expecting anymore, Hinata had bought herself more time as well.
Her nonchalant attitude confused him. She should have been a blubbering mess or irate at the news that her husband had impregnated another woman but she acted like they were talking about the weather. So he went with a different approach.
"So you don't care anymore?"
"Oh I care," she said, failing to sound convincing. "But I can't change the past."
Sasuke chuckled. "So that's why you hooked up with that guy at the bar?" Hinata's smile fell. "Yeah, I saw you. Even took a photo to make sure I wasn't seeing things."
Now caught, Hinata narrowed her eyes. "Why are you really here, Sasuke? Are you going to flaunt it in my face and threaten to go tell Naruto? Do you think you can blackmail me? Well do it. Tell him, I was planning on leaving him anyways."
Sasuke smiled at the news, so she wasn't oblivious or naïve anymore. "You misunderstand me. I would never force you to do anything. Hinata, I'm not the guy you think I am. Frankly, I'm happy you finally see Naruto for who he really is. He cheated on you with someone so below you and it makes me angry. He should have been grateful you even looked his way. But he's squandered it away."
Still feeling uneasy, Hinata crossed her arms. "Why are you saying this? Aren't you supposed to be his friend? And hers?" Naruto certainly made it seem like the trio's bond was unbreakable.
He laughed. "Childhood pals but we all have to grow up sometime, right? I won't tell Naruto, actually I told him it was only fair you return the favor if you wanted to go out. Pissed him off but I can't wait for you to tell him."
Relieved once he deleted the photo, Hinata felt a shift in their relationship. She was bluffing about not caring if he told Naruto; she didn't have nearly enough to move out yet. "Don't hold your breath, that won't be for a while. I have to make sure I can stand on my own two feet before I serve him the papers."
"If its money, I can give you-" he started.
Hinata waved her hands frantically. "It's okay. I'm not looking for a handout or any pity. I'm actually doing well for myself."
Sasuke scowled inwardly. He wanted her to just leave Naruto already and if money was an issue, he could certainly set her up in a nice place, like his for instance. But maybe she was trying to prove something to herself and he knew she wouldn't react positively to his pestering.
"And until then?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. "How do you deal living with him, knowing that he thinks he's playing you for a fool?"
"Bear with it," Hinata said. "Oh, but don't feel bad for me. I'm enjoying myself."
Sasuke leaned back and smirked. "As you should but wouldn't it be safer to have fun with people you know instead of strangers at the bar?" He watched as she blushed, catching on to his meaning. "Wouldn't it be the ultimate screw you to Naruto if you, well, screw around with me instead?"
"Ah so that's what you really want," she said. It would be a lie to say that Sasuke wasn't attractive, he made her knees weak but it wasn't lust exactly, it was fear. But now she felt excited.
"Yeah, I think it's time I stop respecting your relationship with Naruto seeing as you both don't care anymore. Actually he's having lunch with her as we speak. So what do you say?"
Hinata softly shook her head at Naruto's activities but she had to admit that she didn't have a leg to stand on when it came to morals anymore. "The man at the bar wasn't the only one, does that bother you?" she asked.
Sasuke tapped his foot, slightly irritated. "The man who dropped you off that other day?"
"He was another," she mused. "But there are more." Hinata thought of Shi and if his schedule had cleared up. Kakashi was still on her radar but she didn't want to get too involved since they were treading dangerous waters already. It was different with Genma, what they had was harmless indulgence.
"I don't need to know," he snapped. It was a lie; Sasuke did want to their names. He wanted to see how low she had sunk because of Naruto. He wanted to see how hard he would have to work to show her she didn't have to seek anyone else, that he was enough to satisfy all her needs.
"If we do this I want you to understand that this isn't exclusive or anything. If I feel like releasing tension and you're available then yeah, we can fuck. But think about this carefully. I consider my marriage dead so I have no problem doing this. Are you sure you're willing to throw your friendship away?"
Sasuke immediately nodded. "Don't worry. There isn't any guilt from my side," he said. "And no strings attached works for me." He would agree to her conditions for now. He'd take what he could now and work with it.
Hinata stood up and motioned for him to follow. Sasuke was stunned that it would happen so quickly but he wasn't going to complain. She was nude by the time he went in her bedroom. Hinata looked over her shoulder. "Well?"
x-x
When Naruto returned home, he was in a foul mood. Not only had Sasuke stood him up but he ran into Sakura who looked just as pleased as he did. After the abortion, she looked sicker. While he felt bad he hoped Sasuke would swoop in and lift her spirits and attention away from him. But by the look of things, she looked as miserable as ever.
Oddly, Sakura didn't leave in a huff. It was like she was waiting for someone as well. Naruto turned his chair around and after another fifteen minutes, realized his friend wasn't coming. However, he didn't go home right away. Seeing Hinata right after seeing Sakura left a horrible feeling in his gut; guilt for betraying his loving wife. So after leaving a very colorful voicemail on Sasuke's phone, he wandered around for a bit. He sat at the park for a bit, thinking about how badly he had screwed up. Her eyes no longer gleamed when they looked his way; there was only hurt and disdain.
His jaw hurt from clenching it so much. Before returning, he made a quick stop to a nearby flower shop and bought a bouquet of white lilies; they were Hinata's favorite. As much as he tried to smile, he couldn't quell the feeling that things between them could never be repaired.
"Hinata? I'm home." He placed the bouquet on the counter when he heard a thump coming from her, his former, bedroom. "Are you okay?"
"Y-y-yes!" she called out. She tried to glare at Sasuke who only tightened his grip around her waist, making him go deeper. The knob began to jingle and Hinata's heart began to race as she fought back a moan.
"So I bought you something, can I come in?" Naruto asked as his best friend continued to screw Hinata.
"No!" she called out. His small smile fell. "I'm sick…"
"Oh, do you want me to get you something?"
"N-no! I j-just need to sleep." She hoped he would just drop the matter. 'Why isn't Sasuke slowing down?!'
Beads of sweat covered Sasuke as he continued, enjoying the vulgarity of it all.
"Okay, well I hope you feel better. I'll go to the store later and get you some soup," he said. "Get better." They heard him walk away and Hinata let out a sigh of relief.
"How long you think it'll be until he leaves?" Sasuke asked with a grunt. She didn't reply; instead bit her lip to keep her moans quiet. "I guess I'll just have to wait it out here." He smirked as she pushed back against him.
'It's just as fucking great as I imagined,' he thought as he stared at the back of her head. 'But I refuse to share. Hinata is mine!'
Ayyyy, seems like ol' boy Flanders is now lurking around certain stories. Um, your bias is showing. Internet narc gave me a warning of sorts and even put me on a community watch list. The timing is suspicious but oh well I guess things are getting too spicy for the pepper, so unfortunately no more explicit/hardcore fellatio, cunnilingus, raw fucking, or jerking off. I've gone back and watered down previous chapters as much as possible. Ahem, a moment of silence for the smut, please…
Now I did create an Ao3 account (and a Tumblr) in case something happens, so I'll have the smutty parts up there at a later date. I have the same username on both sites. But I'm not leaving this site because as we all know what matters is the money shot and final payoff. The watered down version will be here, because won't somebody please think of the children? Tbh, he was probably the best hallway monitor his school ever had.
I guess I'll just have to focus more on the Sakura/Naruto torture which has been tame as hell in my opinion. So the real fun begins!