Dark Secrets II

Tsunade gasped and gripped at the throw-pillow beside her. Her body instinctively arched in response to his thrusts. She didn't know what she hated most: that he was inside her, or that her body was responding against her will. She gazed up at the man and saw him begin to pant. He was about to cum. Even after all the fucking sessions they've done, he's never lasted long with her.

Jiraiya unexpectedly scooped her off from the couch and propped her on his lap, eagerly penetrating her in their new position. He groaned upon entering her womanhood in a deeper angle. His fingers laced with her wet locks and he tugged at it, as he suckled on her breasts.

She gazed at him with half-lidded eyes, with her lips quivering at his large member's scarring her womanhood in rough and deep thrusts. She weltered her nails into his shoulder and finally succumbed into moaning his name, knowing that only turned him on.

Jiraiya grinned as he smacked her backside, urging her to roll her hips to send him careening to his orgasm. After a few more thrusts, he unexpectedly pulled out of her and ejaculated all over her body. As expected, he had cum before she even reached her peak. She would think that after all the times he's fucked her, he would know how to make her cum. But then again, she often gave him more credit when it came to sex.

"You're as tight as ever…." He moaned, his fingers gripping her waist. "You've not have much dicks after me, have you?"

"Le-Let me go….." she murmured, finally hopping off his lap. She sat away from him and ensured he kept his distance.

"Well, have you?"

"Have I what?" she snapped back.

"Had other friends with benefits."

"I've been too busy with work. I don't have enough time to have sex."

"Oh, yeah…. You're a teacher now, aren't you?" His grin widened. "I've always wanted to fuck a teacher. I guess I can tick that off my bucket list." He placed his hand on her knees. "I wouldn't peg you as the teacher type, especially since teachers are supposed to be these saints. And you're far from a saint."

"If you truly think that teachers are like saints, you're delusional."

He guffawed at her snarky remark. "Do you want round 2?" His hand pushed her legs apart and he moved to stroke her inner thigh.

"And waste another 5 minutes of my life? Give me a break." She pushed his hand away.

Jiraiya laughed again. He eventually zipped his pants back up. "You're fucking sexy, you know. Too bad you're a stick in a mud." He leaned in for a kiss, but as expected she refused to allow him to touch her lips. "So, you let me fuck you, but you won't let me kiss you. You're the same as always."

She threw a pillow at him, but he caught it successfully. "I swear, if I see your friend again, Jiraiya."

"I told you that I'd take care of it." He pushed her hair back and settled with kissing her cheek, then her neck. His tongue sizzled on her skin, but she decided to bear with it. "As much as I hate your guts, I do owe you one. If you'd like, I'll also stay here with you. You know, to make sure you're safe."

She scoffed. "And what would you like in return?"

"You."

Tsunade shuffled into class that morning, clad in a white long-sleeved dress shirt that was tucked in black high-waisted trousers. Thankfully it was the autumn season, so no one would question her for buttoning her shirt near to the top, leaving only one button open. She couldn't afford for her colleagues or students to see the lovebites Jiraiya left on her clavicle and chest.

Even though she hated his touches, she accepted it. She didn't want to admit it, because she was innately a prideful woman, but she was truly frightened by the possibility that he could pay her a visit during the night. She'd rather have Jiraiya in her bed rather than the possibility of Hanabusa forcing himself on her in her bed.

Her khaki heels clicked together as she resumed her position on the edge of the desk. She scanned over the register, as usual, and ticked off those who were in. She then filed the register into her folder and sat behind the desk, allowing her students to converse with each other before their first lesson.

By allowing her students have freedom, she was also free to do whatever she pleased. So, she allocated her time to mark the cardiac test she assigned them a couple of lessons before. Surprisingly enough, most students scored above 50%, with a few students excelling: Obito Uchiha with 70%; Rin Nohara with 78%; Asuma Sarutobi, with 80%. Though, she was thoroughly surprised with Asuma's grade. Given with what he's father has said about him, she didn't think that he was academically sound.

She continued to leisurely mark the tests until she reached the final paper, Kakashi's paper. If she remembered correctly, he finished the test with 30 minutes to spare. This could indicate two things: that he didn't bother finishing the paper, or that he exceled in it.

After she marked his paper, she allocated his marks and much to her surprise he came out with a round total of 98% - with having one mark taken away from him. By the looks of things, he actually bothered to revise through her notes. She looked up at Kakashi, who was sat at the back of the classroom, and saw him conversing with Obito. He seemed to notice her as he gave her a small nod of acknowledgement.

Surprisingly enough, Rin wasn't in their circle of conversation. The young girl was found to be giggling with another group of friends, one that Tsunade has never thought to be associated with one another. She scanned back at Kakashi who seemed to take glances at Rin every minute or so, and at Rin who feigned her cheers and laughs.

Did something happen between them?

When the bell started to ring, Tsunade rose from her seat and organised the papers she had marked together. The students also straightened themselves out on their seats, getting out their stationary from their bags.

Tsunade walked around class, giving back their test results. "I'm pleased to say that none of you failed. Of course, some of you passed only by a margin, but that's to be expected since I didn't give you enough time to prepare for this test." She passed Rin's paper back to her without making eye contact. God knows the girl hates her guts right now. "However, some of you went above and beyond my expectations."

At that moment, she approached Kakashi and passed him his results with a small smile. He accepted it with a frown, as if he didn't know that his work had been exceptional. He looked down at his results and immediately chuckled in disbelief. Rin looked his way and then up at her, as if she was suspicious that she rigged his marks.

"Oh, hell yes!" Obito exclaimed. "70%! That's like the highest I've ever gotten in this class!"

"Calm down, Obito-san…." Tsunade huffed, shuffling carefully back to her desk. She couldn't walk too fast since she was chafing from last night's activities. Damn that Jiraiya. "The next test will be longer, so I won't give you it until the last week of this term."

"Yes!" Both Obito and Asuma celebrated with gusto.

"But keep acting out, you two, and I will change my mind." Tsunade warned with her arms crossed. When both exuberant students took their seats again, she uncrossed her arms and grabbed a chalk from the board. "Right. We're going to start a new topic today – respiration." She said, writing it across the board. "Will anyone start us off with what they know about respiration?"

Obito's hand shot up. "Yes, Obito-san."

"We need it to live!"

"Y-Yes, but try giving an answer more of your age, Obito-san."

Kakashi chuckled at the back, obviously entertained by his friend's undoing. She raised her brow. "Would you like to give an answer, Kakashi-san?" She ensured that she didn't haphazardly address him so casually, especially since she has someone watching her movements like a hawk. She honestly didn't think that Rin would act so territorial; she truly misjudged the girl.

Kakashi's mischievous smile waned. "Oh… um… Carbon dioxide is the waste product."

"Good." She walked back to the board and wrote it down. "And what gaseous element is used as the reactant?"

Asuma raised his hand up, and she nodded at him. "Air."

"Air is made up of a lot of things. Name me the element that we use, that is also a constituent to air."

He rubbed his stubble for a moment, reaching deep into his knowledge. "Oh. Oxygen!" he said out loud upon reaching his eureka moment.

"Precisely." She said back, also jotting it down on the board. "Don't mistake air to be the same as oxygen. Air is made up of different components – nitrogen, oxygen, carbon dioxide, argon. So be specific, especially during exams."

"How come we don't inhale nitrogen by accident?" Obito asked, receiving a tiresome groan from Kakashi.

"We do inhale nitrogen, but our body cannot do anything with nitrogen. Specific plants, however, can use particular enzymes and bacteria to perform a process called nitrogen fixation." She elaborated carefully. "Nitrogen is inert when we inhale it, therefore it won't partake in any reactions, so we can just exhale it out."

Obito surprisingly looked interested. "Hm…" he said allowed, as if the way he viewed the world had changed.

"Alright. It's my turn to ask the questions." Tsunade clapped her hands together. "What allows the lungs to perform efficient gas exchange?"

By the time dinner rolled around, Tsunade was feeling very famished. She dismissed her class five minutes earlier under the false impression that she thought that they had worked hard enough for one day. When in truth, she just wanted her peace to eat.

Just as she was about to dine in her pre-made lunch, an unexpected knock caused her to shoot up. "Y-Yes?" she answered, watching the door slide in response. The person behind the door wasn't who she thought it was, but she was deeply relieved that it wasn't Kakashi. She didn't want another drama to start because one particular teenage girl thought she was trying to steal her crush.

But then again, she didn't like who her visitor was. "J-Jiraiya!" she exclaimed. "H-How did you…."

"The receptionist directed me to your class." He reasoned, having his gloved hands in his grey coat pockets.

So much for security. She closed her bento box and directed her entire attention to him. "What are you doing here?"

"I just came to tell you that Hanabusa won't bother you anymore."

"H-H-How did you…?"

"Turns out his parents care what their son does. They accompanied me to the restaurant you guys dined in, and this really pretty manager explained everything. If that wasn't enough, they got to watch a footage of him spiking your drink." He smiled ruggedly. "The whole ordeal was pretty amusing. Turns out he's a momma's boy. Without his family's wealth, he's worse than a speck of soil."

"Oh…" She was lost for words. She didn't think that it would be this simple.

"That, and I also had to pull some strings."

"What kind of strings?"

"This kind of string." He showed her one of his hands, revealing how the skin of his knuckles was cracked and bloody. "I couldn't help myself. While he was a momma's boy, he has a record of doing this to other women. Turns out his parents are aware of his misdeeds, but tried to look the other way."

"They can charge you with assault and battery, you do know that."

"I do, but they won't. With all the incriminating evidence I have – witnesses and footages – about their son's leisure activities, I don't think they'll want to do that. It'll be unwise to do so, especially if they want to maintain their pristine reputation."

"I-I-I don't know what to say…." She finally said. "But thank you."

"I'm no longer in your debt. So, it works out for the both of us." He inserted his hand back into his leather glove. "But I have to give respect where it's due: that waiter was ballsy to protect you from Hanabusa. Without him, your nightmare might have become your reality."

"Ah… yeah. I was lucky he was the one who served us."

"Do you know him?"

"Hm?"

"That boy. The amount of times you guys made eyes throughout the night suggested that you have been acquainted before."

"O-Oh. He's a student of mine." Tsuande tried to answer nonchalantly.

Jiraiya smirked. "Student, huh."

"What now?"

"N-Nothing." Jiraiya walked over to her table and tipped her face up. "You're just cute when you try to remain composed." He looked down at her lips and leaned in, but was stopped when she pushed her hands against his chest. He raised a questioning brow. "Now, that's no way to treat someone who solved your problems. Just give me one kiss."

"Fuck you, you pervert." She lowly snarled. "If only I knew this would come with strings attached, I wouldn't have asked for your help."

"There will always be strings attached." He replied, his nose lightly touching hers. And before his blonde friend could think of protesting, he kissed her. It started off simple, with a small peck on her lips. But he grew incessant, eventually forcing his tongue into her mouth. Her hands were quick to claw into his forearms as she squirmed. He immediately had to draw away when her teeth sank into his lips, purposely tearing his skin. "God, I really do hate you…." He growled, licking the blood from his lips.

Tsunade snapped away and slapped him across his face. She then wiped her lips with the sleeve of her shirt with an evident look of disgust. "We don't have any more strings attached. So, you can leave, Jiraiya."

"You'll call me again."

She snorted. "Don't count on it."

"You'll call mewhen you're lonely. We both know that you will, because you hate being alone. You have this need of wanting to have someone next to you at night." He looked at her body appraisingly with lust. "And you'll do anything for it. That's how pathetic you are. You could never sleep alone after—"

She glared at him, silently warning him to not say anything more. "Get out of my classroom, Jiraiya. We've both done our parts. This conversation no longer has purpose. Leave."

"Gladly, Princess." He mockingly took a bow and turned to leave. However, he stumbled backwards when he saw that a certain silver-haired boy was standing by the door, stunned. The teen eventually decided that it was best to run away from the scene.

Jiraiya looked over his shoulder and smirked at Tsunade. Even she looked shocked. "Are you sure you and that young man are platonic?"

"Get out, you sick man."

"You call me sick, but you still fuck me. I don't know who's more twisted: you or me." Satisfied with having the final say, he closed the door behind him.

Kakashi frantically bolted down the stairs. He didn't mean to see what he saw. He innocently followed Jiraiya because he recognised him as the author behind his favourite serialised series – Icha Icha Paradise. He wanted to see if it was truly him, and by God's was it him! He didn't think that tailing him would leave a dark revelation about his teacher.

He threw the magazine he had in his hand and rushed into the canteen. It wasn't a surprise that he caught many people's attention upon taking a seat in his group's table; he looked like he had just seen a ghost.

Asuma, who had his arm around Kurenai, narrowed his eyes at him. "A-Are you alright, dude?"

Kurenai also gave him a questioning look. "You look like you've ran a marathon."

Obito's face twisted as he tried to scrutinise his dishevelled state. "Did you have to run for your life?"

Something like that. He wanted to say. Instead, he shook his head and forced a smile. "I-I'm fine. The line for the ramen was just too busy. We practically had to fight for it."

"And where is your ramen?" Kurenai asked.

Oh, shit. He had left the queue because he saw Jiraiya. Not that he was going to tell them that. "There wasn't anything left by the time I came to the counter." He puffed his cheeks and leaned his cheek on his hand, looking dejected, but for a completely different reason that they didn't know. In their perspective, he was saddened because he didn't get his ramen, but in reality, he was just in a state of shock. He never fathomed that his teacher was in a relationship with the Jiraiya! But by the looks of things, they didn't share a cordial relationship. The way she slapped him after that kissed indicated that she was repulsed. But with everything he's heard, it was evident that they shared a physical relationship.

"H-Hey, are you even listening?!" Obito snapped his fingers at his face. "We're talking to you, idiot."

"Huh?"

"We said that we need to do something about Rin. She hasn't spoken to us today, and we don't know what's wrong with her."

"I'm really worried about her," Kurenai gently spoke, leaning her head on Asuma's shoulder. "She wasn't like this yesterday. And I can't think of anything she told me yesterday that could explain her behaviour." She turned to Kakashi. "Did she tell you anything yesterday?"

Apart from her belligerent accusations, no. He internally remembered. "Not that I recall, no."

"Rin was looking for you afterschool," Obito noted. "What happened after she found you?"

"She apologised. And I went home." He replied blandly, knowing well that he shouldn't be lying.

"T-That's it?" Asuma questioned. "What did she apologise for?"

Kakashi gave an exasperated sigh. He supposed he could give them some of the truth. "She thought that I liked Senju-sama, so she confronted me about it. When she realised that she was wrong, she apologised. I then walked home." That was basically what happened, but in a different order. She apologised then she accused him of all sorts of things.

"W-Why would she think that you and Senju-sama were…." Asuma tried to say, but felt too uncomfortable to think of such scenario. "I know she's hot and all, but a teacher and student relationship?! That's kinda messed up, man. For her to even think that is weird."

Even Obito looked uneasy. "But why would Rin—"

The group fell silent when Rin and her new-found friendship group waltzed past their table. Kakashi was the only one who dared make eye contact with the main member of the group, Shizune. She politely smiled his way, purposely steadying her coy glance at him, and he kept it cordial by responding with his slanted smirk.

Obito pulled another face. "Since when did Rin like Shizune?"

Thankfully, the trajectory of their conversation changed its course from him.

"Doesn't she hate her? Because of, you know…." Asuma then nodded at Kakashi.

"I know," the silver-haired man grumbled. "She thought we were an item last summer."

"Were you?" Kurenai keenly asked.

Kakashi looked at her. "No. We didn't get there," he said, indicating that something was attraction between them. But he faced an ultimatum, and he made his decision – he chose Rin over Shizune, despite his brewing feelings for her, and her feelings for him.

"Oh… I-I shouldn't have asked…." She whispered to Asuma, upon feeling Kakashi's mood shift.

To which Asuma sucked in his breath and murmured, "Yeahh…."

During their next swim meet, Kakashi submerged himself in his thoughts as he swam consecutive laps across their school pool. The water glided smoothly over his toned body and his vision faded. In a rhythmic manner, he drew up for breath and sank back down into the water. At the end of the stretch of water, he twirled under water and packed enough momentum in his feet to project him to his second lap.

His muscles, particularly his arms, began to ache under the intense pressure he pressed himself under. He hadn't noticed the warm ebbing ache until he raised his arm up to cut through the water ahead of him. He hissed at the sensation, but continued to push himself to his limits. The water encapsulated around him and muted the other swim members, all of their voices balled into a culmination of tumult. It was the kind of submersion he needed for a hectic day like this.

Upon reaching the other side of the pool, Kakashi pulled his eyewear down and gasped out from the water. He looked up at his time, seeing that it didn't even scratch his personal best. He pushed himself out of the water with a grunt, and decided to call it a day for now. At this rate, he needed to rest his body from vigorous exercise.

He rolled his shoulders back until he heard a satisfying click in his back. As he dried himself, he looked at the other pool that was for the girls' swim club. It wasn't a surprise that he found himself looking at a specific black-haired girl, Shizune. It looked like she was coaching the first years, since she wasn't donned in her usual black one-piece attire.

Kakashi continued to linger for another minute before he was forced to sheepishly wave at her when her classmates unsubtly screamed that he was looking at her. Much to his surprise, she waved back with gusto.

And just like that, old flames started to rekindle.

"Wait up, Kakashi!" The silver-haired teen was quick to turn off his music, so he could see if he was hearing voices. But when his name was called again, he turned around and saw Shizune trying to catch up with him. She was lugging around her P.E bag, along with a couple of folders, but she managed to reach him without any accidents.

"Hey," he greeted with a beaming smile. "How are you?"

"I managed to cure myself from my flu before Christmas, so I'd say pretty chuffed." She pressed her folders against her chest. She then craned her neck up to him. "How about you? How have you been doing as the Class Rep. while I was away?"

He chuckled. She was obviously teasing him, because she knew how he hated extra responsibility. "I did much better than you think."

"Ah…" Her nose crinkled. "I-I don't think you were as good as me, though." '

Kakashi pretended to act wounded by her playful jab. "Give me more credit. I played the part."

Shizune shrugged. "I guess…"

He chuckled again whilst shaking his head. He then took note at how much baggage she had on her. "Do you need help with your little cargo there?" he asked, already moving in to take her large P.E bag from her. She allowed him to take it from her without qualms, and he was happy to assist her. He slung it over his shoulder and continued to walk side by side with her.

They walked under the balding trees of Autumn, and walked through the golden leaves on the ground, which crunched under the sole of their shoes. Their arms shifted past each other per step they took, but neither made it obvious that they were aware of this. Instead, Shizune leaned in closer against him, half-expecting for him to back away. He didn't.

"How's Rin?" Kakashi then asked.

"She seemed fine. Why do you ask?"

"N-Nothing…"

"Did something happen between the two of you?"

"Y-You can say that."

"So, that's why she's hanging out with us." She suddenly realised. "I was wondering why she was being so nice to me. On a normal day, she would ignore my existence entirely unless she needed to acknowledge me. I never knew why, though."

"Rin is just shy," Kakashi lied swiftly. "But she'll gradually open up."

"I like Rin." Shizune sweetly revealed. She waited for a few seconds before she spoke again, "Do you like Rin?"

Kakashi blushed lightly at her unexpected question. "N-Not in that way. She's family to me."

"Oh. I always thought you did. Since the both of you are inseparable. And because you stopped talking to me when gossip about us started to spread. I thought I misread your signal and that you actually liked Rin." She buried her face into her scarf, so she could hide her bashful blushes.

"Rin is…. special to me, but I don't love her in that way."

"I see…" Shizune whispered before she tugged at his arm. "Then, is it alright if I do this?"

"Hm?"

She wrapped her arm around his, leaning closer until their bodies didn't have any spaces from each other. Kakashi didn't say anything for a while, but later responded with a small smile of approval.

"It's more than alright."

As they came closer to the front gates of the school, he caught a glance of Tsunade walking together with their part-time Philosophy teacher, Orochimaru. Judging by her relaxed composure, he deduced that they were fast friends or that they had known each other prior to meeting again as work colleagues. They were walking in the same direction as them, but were very much absorbed in their own discussion to even notice them.

Kakashi decided that it was best for them to cross the street, and hopefully overtake them by then, so they could dodge any awkward encounters. Especially after what he had witnessed this afternoon, he didn't know how to interact with her. Sure, he could act like nothing happened, but he was never good at doing that.

As they walked on the opposite side of the street, Kakashi and Tsunade eventually shared a wordless glance with each other, and they immediately knew what the other was thinking about. Tsunade was the first one to break their eye contact as she laughed at whatever Orochimaru said. Kakashi had to be tugged by Shizune for his attention to be diverted from her.

"I-Is that Tsunade-sama and Orochimaru-sama?" she whispered in disbelief. "I didn't know that they were close. I certainly didn't think Orochimaru-sama socialised with other teachers."

"I-I don't really know…" Kakashi tried to say.

"What's the matter? Why are you nervous?"

"I'm not nervous," he quickly denied. "I'm just as baffled as you are."

"Imagine if they're a couple! That would be really weird." Shizune rambled on. "But then again, Tsunade-sama is so mysterious. She might be into guys like Orochimaru-sama."

"Yeah…." He blandly replied, having his eyes fixed on Tsunade.

She was an enigma that came crashing into his life.

A/N: And this is officially the end of my daily updates. XD I know because I've ran out of steam writing the end of this chapter. But I'll be back with more updates soon! :D