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Sasuke's POV

Age: 14

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It was the first all-guys mission that Kakashi, Naruto, and Sasuke had been on since Team 7's forming, and it was sad how quickly his two teammates devolved into stupidity. Without Sakura around to coral everyone (including their much older sensei), their mission had been a bit longer than expected.

Sasuke watched as Naruto and Kakashi goofed off with a fish in the stream by their campsite. Team 7 had been tasked with delivering a priceless set of artifacts to Sand, but Sakura had been held back due to some intense training she had scheduled with Tsunade. It had left just the male members to complete the task, something Naruto had fist pumped and shouted with joy at upon Kakashi's announcement.

The mission was relatively easy, but Sasuke was ready to get back home. His brother had promised to show him a new shuriken jutsu when they got back, and his idiot sensei and even bigger of an idiot teammate were taking their sweet time. In the spirit of Guy-sensei, Naruto and Kakashi had tried to rope Sasuke into several challenges along the way, but he had declined each time. He was far too focused on seeing the mission through and getting away from the lunacy that were his male companions.

Sasuke never thought that he would have thought he would feel this way, but he definitely missed Sakura's calm yet commanding presence over the past several days.

The sound of several large splashes caused Sasuke to look up, and sure enough, Naruto seemed to have finally won one of the challenges that Kakashi had concocted. Their sensei was a spluttering, wet mess on the bank of the river, and Naruto stood over him, cackling.

Sasuke sighed and turned back to sharpening his kunai. Idiots, he thought, rolling his eyes.

Not that he was going to mention that he was the one who had run the footrace on day two of their mission.

Dinner at camp that night was a calm affair, Kakashi having to take over the cooking duties since he had lost the bet of the evening. Although he hadn't been able to catch a jumping frog-fish with his bare hands (Naruto had cheated with clones, both Sasuke and Kakashi agreed), he hadn't seemed too put out about making dinner. He was the best cook out of all of them, truth be told.

The stars were out by the time they started rolling out their sleeping mats, but there was something about the way that Kakashi was eyeing the two of them that set Sasuke on edge. He seemed to be steeling himself for something.

"So, it's our last night," he started, clapping his hands together as he folded himself onto his mat, "and in light of it being a guys only mission, I thought I might get some of your mandatory health training out of the way."

Immediately, Sasuke's alarm bells started ringing, but Naruto beat him to the punch. With a raised eyebrow, he said, "Uhhh, what do you mean by that, Kakashi-sensei? Like, how to eat healthy and drink water and stuff?"

Their sensei grinned. "Ah, no, Naruto. Nothing like that."

Sasuke sat there, feeling more and more like this conversation was going to be more awkward than he was prepared for– especially with how Kakashi's eyes seemed to spark with evil intent.

"Let him get it out so we can get it over with, Naruto," Sasuke muttered, slapping his friend on the arm.

Naruto glared at him, rubbing his arm. "I'm allowed to ask questions, you know…"

Kakashi eyed the two of them with a slight twitch before taking a deep breath. "Right. Well, as your sensei, it is my job to ensure that you are prepared for all aspects of the shinobi lifestyle. And, as you get older, there are some aspects of your life that will begin to blend with a more natural lifestyle. You must be prepared for them, so this is me preparing you."

Sasuke looked at Naruto. Naruto looked at Sasuke.

"Right," Naruto said, giving Kakashi the side-eye. "What exactly do you have to talk to us about?"

"And make it quick," Sasuke added. "I'm ready to go to sleep."

Kakashi blinked. "Well, I guess I should just get this over with. Did you know, when a man and a woman love each other very much, they–"

"EW!" Naruto shouted, scooting back from their little circle. "Gross, Kakashi-sensei! I don't need the sex talk from you! My mom beat you to it years ago!"

Sasuke's ears were burning, but he said nothing.

Their sensei rolled his eyes. "That was just the opening."

"What the hell would you have to talk to us that involves sex!" Naruto shrieked.

"It's not about sex, per say," Kakashi said, smiling in glee at their obvious discomfort. "I technically have to give the two of you a briefing about nocturnal penile tumescence, as well as ways to relieve the physical tension that comes from the hormones that are no doubt already raging through your bodies."

"Nocturnal what?" Naruto shouted.

Sasuke grit his teeth, wishing that he was anywhere else but where he was. Of course, Itachi had already talked to him about all of this, but it didn't mean he wanted to discuss it further. "You're an idiot, Naruto. He's talking about– about–"

"Morning wood?" Kakashi supplied, ever so gleefully.

Naruto's horror suddenly turned to an awkward irritation. "Kakashi-sensei, I do not want to talk about this with you. I have my dad for that, you know."

"Same," Sasuke muttered, his eyes on the ground.

Kakashi merely sighed. "Look, I get neither of you care about what I have to say, but it's required, and you might get more out of it then you think."

"Oh yeah?" Sasuke asked, glaring at his sensei. "What else could there be to talk about?"

Kakashi's returning grin was a bit too knowing. "Well, one lesson could be how to get rid of your morning issue without your female teammate finding out."

When both Naruto and Sasuke paled, Kakashi grinned. "I thought so. Now, onto the first topic of Sexual Education for Awkward Teenage Boys: What is Masturbation, and why is it beneficial?"

Sasuke's face flamed, whereas Naruto seemed to almost spontaneously combust on the spot, spluttering and flailing around while a single drop of blood dripped from his nose.

Never again did Sasuke or Naruto ever let a boys only mission happen in the history of Team 7.

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Sasuke's POV

Age: 15

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Disclaimer: This chapter contains sexual content that involves a minor. In no way am I trying to be weird or write porn about minors. Instead, the goal is to explore the growing sexuality that teenagers experience. I researched (aka asked my husband) to make it as clean as I could. Fact of the matter is, teenagers are sexual beings. It's also fanfiction, so if you have a problem with it, skip this section.

Sasuke wasn't one for parties. In fact, he had planned on skipping Ino's sixteenth birthday party in favor of studying for his upcoming Jounin exams had it not been for a certain pink haired girl asking him at the very last minute if he would come. Of course, Sasuke had gracefully crumbled and said that he would pop in to say hi to her, but that was it.

Liking Sakura was making Sasuke do things he'd never dreamt of doing, and he wasn't sure how he felt about it.

The walk back to his house with Naruto had been filled with far too much ribbing for his liking. Ever since Naruto had figured out that Sasuke's affection for their fellow teammate went above a simple crush, he had made it his mission to help Sasuke get her attention (not that Sasuke wanted her attention –yet ). It took a while for him to respect that Sasuke wasn't ready to date her, only letting up once Sasuke explained his family rules. He wasn't a jounin, so he wasn't even allowed to date yet, and that was that. Still, Naruto tried helping him by forcing them to spend time together. He would suddenly find himself needing to leave to run an errand for his mom or go drop something off at his dad's office, leaving Sakura either irritable or confused, and Sasuke almost always facepalming in defeat.

Even as annoying as Naruto was, he was still a great friend, and Sasuke appreciated him tremendously. Despite his ridiculous responses and reactions, he was a good listener.

The party had been in full swing when the two of them arrived. Naruto had immediately found them something to drink before tugging him along to find Sakura. According to Naruto– who heard it from Hinata who heard it from Ino –Sakura was wearing something that was apparently just for him.

Sasuke was annoyed by the insinuation, but more on Sakura's behalf than anything. He didn't know anyone more confident than her when it came to how they dressed, especially since her rivalry with Ino had died down. If she were to put something on to wear, the only person he could imagine her wearing it for was herself.

She was nowhere to be seen for the first fifteen minutes, so Naruto left him to play a game of shogi with Shikamaru while he went and looked for her.

"What's so important about finding Sakura, anyway?" the other boy asked him when Sasuke sat down at the table.

Sasuke merely grunted and shrugged, not in the mood to talk about it or come up with a decent lie.

They played for a while, engrossed in their game. The two of them were more than decent shogi players and played with each other often enough to have a feel for the other's game, so when Sasuke made a critical error, Shikamaru looked up from the board with a frown. What he saw was somewhat astounding, as he had never thought he'd seen the Uchiha look so starstruck over a girl.

Sasuke was floored. One second he was contemplating his next move, and then the next moment a flicker of pink in the crowd caught his eye, and his hand moved the piece without his knowledge or care. Not when Sakura had finally showed up and was in full view.

Even if she hadn't worn the dress for him, Sasuke found himself silently thanking her all the same.

It was a navy sundress that circled around her waist like the petals of a flower. Adorned all over the fabric were fuschia and baby pink flowers that matched her hair. The color combination made her porcelain skin glow and eyes sparkle. The straps were tiny, crisscrossed little things, and the way her hair was spun up into a low, messy bun did nothing to cover the back of her neck and her nearly entirely exposed spine.

But, what got to Sasuke the most were her legs. Miles long, creamy, strong, and ending in short heels, Sasuke felt like his mouth was going to start watering at the sight of them. His eyes traced the edge of the dress's skirt in the middle of her thigh all the way down to her toes, the entire time wondering what it would feel like for those legs to be wrapped around–

Shikamaru whistled low, jerking him back to the present. A low blush had stolen a place on his cheeks, but his friend said nothing, merely gesturing for him to take a second go at his turn, ignoring the huge mistake that had been made. The subtle flick of his eyes to Sasuke's own and down back to the board made the apparent red sheen across the table even more apparent.

Sakura's laugh chimed out from behind him and Sasuke's teeth mashed together, his sharingan blinking out.

As soon as his game of shogi was over (he lost, terribly and without grace), Sasuke raced home, not sparing a goodbye for either one of his teammates.

As soon as he was in the comfort of his room and behind a locked door with a silencing jutsu, Sasuke began panting and pacing, tugging his clothes off as his thoughts swirled and billowed into clouds of ideas and images that made his Uchiha blood feel hotter than it normally did.

He couldn't stop thinking about her. He'd always had a hard time not thinking about her of course, but usually he was lost in her eyes, her smile, her strength on the battlefield, or her laugh. He thought about the things he liked about her, and what ways he could make her happy and smile. Those were the thoughts that kept him up late at night when it came to Sakura.

He'd never thought about her body like this before.

Throwing himself onto his bed, Sasuke tossed his arms over his face and groaned, grinding his teeth. The image of her dressed up in one of his clan's colors was seared into his brain thanks to his keke genkai, and the power of illusion only spun reality into fantasy that much easier.

He saw his hands diving down her back, dipping between her shoulder blades to feel if her skin was as soft as it looked. He could feel the swell of her hips beneath them and how nice they would feel under his hands. He could smell her perfume on her neck, bending low to inhale it like a drug, just like he always did when she walked too close any other day, but getting his first true, real hit. He could feel her legs sliding between his, wrapping around his hips when he picked her up and carried her to his room and– and–

Kami, he was aching, thinking about how good it would feel to have the strongest kunoichi feeling so soft beneath him in his bed.

Throwing his head back, Sasuke couldn't take it a second longer. Sitting up slightly, Sasuke shoved his pants and underwear down his hips before sitting back once more. He closed his eyes, and as soon as his hand wrapped around his cock, he had to grit his teeth harder.

He started slowly, trying desperately to think of faceless, nameless, beautiful femininity to get him over the edge. The boiling in his stomach had increased, but it was traveling throughout his limbs now. Each up and down movement of his hand continued to stoke the fire hotter and hotter.

Pink hair went in and out of his mind without his permission.

Don't be a perv, Sasuke whispered furiously to himself in his mind. She's your teammate first. Don't think about her.

Inexperienced as he was, (he indulged, but not often), Sasuke didn't have much to go on, but he knew that he didn't want to imagine Sakura, not when she was already the reason for his self-indulgence. But, it was as if the mere thought of her was too much for his brain and body to handle, and his imagination went into overdrive at the same time as his hand.

Images of kissing Sakura flooded behind his eyelids. He saw himself kissing her softly then soundly, all while trailing his hands up and down her arms. Eventually, she'd let him take off her shirt and bare her breasts to him. He didn't know why, but Sasuke saw himself kissing, licking, and sucking her breasts until soft, sweet noises came out of her, all for him.

Sasuke groaned, his thoughts wildly out of control. It was no use for him to try and stop now, even if he wanted to. He was too far down the rabbit hole of Sakura, Sakura, Sakura.

He saw her lying on his bed, her hair spread out while she ran her hands all over him. She whispered how much she loved him, and she smiled and sparkled like a star when he said it back.

It was all his young self could imagine, but it was enough for Sasuke to explode all over his hand, his orgasm wracking through his body in undulating waves.

When his heartbeat finally slowed and the white finally disappeared from his vision, Sasuke wondered if he gave Sakura permission to masturbate to him, if she would do so.

He highly doubted it.

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Naruto's POV

Age: 16

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Sakura and Sasuke were chatting with each other beneath a tree after training together while Naruto and Kakashi stood off to the side, discussing the two of them. It was one of their last official training sessions as Team 7, as Naruto was leaving in a week to take his test with Master Jiraya. He was excited to go, but he wanted to get the truth out of his two best friends before he left.

"How long do you think they're going to continue on like that before they realize they're being obvious, huh Kakashi-sensei?" Naruto asked, raising a brow at the two shinobi. Both were shyly grinning and blushing at the other, Sasuke with his arms folded across his chest and smirking while Sakura's hands fiddled behind her back, her smile small but true.

"It's honestly insulting that they think we wouldn't notice the changes!" Naruto spat.

"Now, now, Naruto," Kakashi said goodnaturedly, waving his worries away with a hand. "They'll mess up sooner or later, and it'll be right in front of our faces and all for our enjoyment."

Naruto rolled his eyes and grumbled, "Why don't we just tell them that we already know? I wanna be in on the secret."

Kakashi merely grinned. "Because, it will be so much more entertaining to watch them try and deny it first, then get embarrassed that we know they swap spit and want to rub uglies."

The Kyubi's ears perked up and evil thoughts began stirring. "Oh. That's such a good point, Kakashi-sensei!" He snickered. "It's going to be so fun watching them flail around."

At that moment, the two in question decided to rejoin them. They were still grinning at each other, though Sakura broke first and looked to the ground, tucking her hair behind her ear as she did. Sasuke just stared, obviously captivated.

Okay, I've had enough, Naruto thought to himself. He needed it to be out in the open because he was their number one fan, the person who put the most effort into getting them together kamidammit, and he wanted in on all the love, seeing as he didn't have anyone else to talk to about relationships.

"Alright team," Kakashi started, clapping his hands together to get their attention. However, Naruto had other plans, and he pointed an accusatory finger at his two best friends.

"Hey, you two!" he shouted, causing them both to stop and start. Sasuke stood still, glaring at him from behind his bangs, whereas Sakura looked completely caught, giving them away altogether. Still, Naruto went on. "You know you two have been obvious for the past three days, right? You keep staring all– all– all moony eyed at each other like we aren't going to notice! And, both you and Sakura were M.I.A. last night when we were supposed to get ramen!" He glared at them both, his hands on his hips, and demanded, "So, spill! Admit that you're in love or whatever, and let's get this party started!"

Kakashi could only sigh and sit back, ready to watch one of his favorite shows: his children, getting into it over something he knew they'd all overreact about.

Sasuke, for his credit, merely took Naruto's tirade with a glare, the pink on his cheeks only blooming at the mention of their missing their normal ramen get together. It was beyond telling, but then there was Sakura's reaction.

She was a spluttering, furiously red mess. She kept cycling through threats, complaining about the lack of privacy, accusing him of being a stupid, meddlesome boy, and stealing fearful glances at their sensei. Naruto knew why, but Sakura had nothing to worry about. Their sensei hadn't cared about her promise to him since their disastrous mission a while back when they returned blushing and refusing to look at the other.

Naruto ignored Sakura– a truly courageous act –and turned to focus on Sasuke. Naruto couldn't help but whine, "Come on, Sasuke. Really? After everything we've been through, you wouldn't tell me that you'd finally–"

"It's our business," Sasuke said quickly, cutting him off with a final look. His eyes flashed red in warning for a moment before they widened slightly and slowly slid shut, defeated. Sakura turned to look at him, wide-eyed with realization at what he had just admitted.

Slowly, so slowly that it took nearly a minute, Sakura turned back around to look at their sensei.

"K-K-K-Kakashi-sensei…" she whispered, her eyes wide and sparkling with tears.

Kakashi quickly stood up straight and addressed her with a calm, reassuring tone. "Sakura, it's alright. I'm not angry with you."

That didn't seem to calm the kunoichi. She only started to breathe harder. At this, Sasuke looked like he was struggling between deciding to grab her hand or throttle Naruto, but Kakashi beat him to the punch.

"Sakura, I'm not disappointed in you either. Quite frankly, I've been rooting for the two of you for quite a while. So, if you don't mind, we'd like to all start acting normal around each other again, okay?"

This got him and Naruto the reaction that they had been wanting earlier. Both Sakura and Sasuke looked wide-eyed at their sensei, the former stuttering over her words to explain herself while the latter choked over his girlfriend's various choices of words and situations that apparently needed explaining.

Naruto just laughed and clapped his friend on the back, helping him hack up the lung that apparently needed out.

"Chin up buddy," Naruto said cheerfully, ignoring the murder in his best friend's eyes. "You've finally got the girl! Now, tell me what it's like to kiss Sakura!"

Naruto didn't know who hit him first, Sakura or Sasuke.