Quick Learner

Tables Turned


Sakura sat in Ichiraku with her head in the palm of her hands. She tapped her chin thoughtfully as she pondered events five years prior. Yes, it had been five years since she began her kunoichi training under Kakashi Hatake and three years since he had declared that there was nothing left for him to teach her yet she didn’t feel like she had mastered seduction.

The point of every exercise was to get her sensei to remove his mask, and to her dismay she had never been able to do so. It was rather disconcerting and the fact grated on her nerves. It was a task that she knew she could accomplish if she came up with the right approach and yet three years had passed since she had finished her training and she felt no closer to getting that man to remove his mask than she had when they first started.

“SAKURA-CHAN!”

It was a reflex really, her hand smacking the back of Naruto’s head. Her body was so used to abusing him that it moved of it’s own accord. He gave her a look as tears filled his eyes and she rolled her eyes at his foolishness.

“You deserved it for yelling in my ear.” Sakura said annoyed. His lips puckered in a pout that Sakura reluctantly found cute.

“But Sakura-chan we had been trying to get your attention forever! I didn’t have a choice.”

Sakura frowned. Had she been that lost in her thoughts? Sakura smiled sheepishly. “Sorry. I just had some stuff on my mind.” Sakura ignored the hard stare of Sasuke Uchiha at her side and stood up. “I’m going to head to the to the Hokage tower. I have to turn in my mission report.”

“Hey! Did you kick some major ass?”

Sakura rolled her eyes. “I got the job done if that’s what you meant.”

“Nooo. I meant did you kick some major ass?” Naruto repeated looking at Sakura with unveiled curiosity.

“Naruto, not every mission is about fighting.”

“Only the important ones. It must have been a lame mission.” Naruto said completely dismissing her. Sakura felt her eye begin to twitch. The men at her sides annoyed her to no end. If it didn’t involve beating someone into submission it held no interest for them. Now, while she had the capability it wasn’t her only skill and it bothered her that they seldom acknowledged her beauty, her intelligence, her--

“You know what, Naruto? Why don’t you ask Tsunade- sama for a mission like I had and see how well you do on it.”

“What kind of mission was it anyways?” Naruto asked cautiously knowing Sakura well enough to know if she made a statement like that it wasn’t likely to be something he could do. He knew better than to jump into some things blind.

“It was a seduction mission.” Sakura replied ignoring the roundness of Naruto’s eyes and his mouth which hung agape. As he struggled to speak his mouth opened and closed in a fish like manner that didn’t surprise Sakura in the least.

“You can’t do those!”

“Why not? I was trained for them.”

Naruto looked at her stunned. It was information that she had never shared with them. For some reason it had never seemed wise to do so. It was a secret that she kept to herself. Mainly, she was just glad that she had something that her sensei was interested in teaching her--and she intended to excel at it. “Wh-who trained you to do that stuff?” Sakura rolled her eyes knowing that he automatically assumed that she had done the deed with someone. Seduction missions didn’t always demand that she go ‘all the way’.

“Tch.” Sasuke said making his presence audibly known for the first time. “It was when you received that special training from Kakashi a long time ago.” Sakura shrugged, not deigning to reply verbally. “Did you learn anything?”

Sakura’s hackles raised at his insinuation. As time went by many things had changed. She had grown into a strong, capable kunoichi. She was independent not dependent any longer. Sasuke had left and returned yet upon his return he still treated her as if she hadn’t a skill under her belt. They were always ‘protecting’ her and it was damned annoying. So unthinkingly Sakura focused her attention on Sasuke and tossed him a look that was alluring and beckoning. A look that screamed passion and desire lay within his reach. A look that did not ask that he touch her but demanded it--and he was thrown by it. He had never seen Sakura look at him with such raw hunger before and he almost instinctively acted on it. However, he blinked and the look on Sakura’s face had changed. Instead, she looked smug and amused. His eyes narrowed on her and a scowl appeared on his lips.

“What do you think?” She asked flippantly then rose not at all expecting a reply. “I’ve got some things I have to do. I’ll see you guys later.”

Naruto and Sasuke watched her leave silently.

“You know, I never thought that Sakura would ever do those type of missions.” Naruto said uneasily. “I guess it’s not that big of a shock. It is her job. But the thing about this that bothers me the most is that Kakashi-sensei trained her. What kind of training did they do?”

Sasuke said nothing even though he had been thinking the same thing.

II


She was the bane of his existence. No matter what he did he couldn’t get her out of his hair, out his mind, and off his body. Kakashi had to restrain himself from pulling out his hair. If he started that he would likely continue until he was bald--and he was no Ibiki Morino. His sexiness depended upon his silver tresses just as much as it did his face.

Kakashi sighed, his mind going once more to Sakura Haruno--the monster he created.

Five years ago he had undertaken the task of training the young girl in the art of seduction. She had adapted to the task quicker than he anticipated. She was rather ingenious at using the art of seduction to get whatever the hell she wanted out of him. A look, a touch, and he almost damn near promised her anything. On some level it unmanned him. Once he realized that all she had to do was ask him to remove his mask and he’d do it willingly he had declared an end to her training. She was well-equipped to perform her task if the need should arise if he, of all people, would willing lay down his mask for her.

He had thought she would be happy with this turn of events. She had always been glad to receive the tiniest bit of praise from him, but that day she was not happy at all. She viewed his dismissal as some sort of test and at times she viewed it with the thought that he really didn’t believe she could seduce the mask off of him. It had not been his intention to lead her to that conclusion. In fact, he had told her that she could indeed seduce the mask off him and then she had thought he was being patronizing. There was just no winning for him.

And so, years after he had formally ended her training Haruno Sakura took every available opportunity to seduce him that she could. He would find himself pulled into dark hallways and alleys. He’d wake up in the middle of the night to find her doing naughty things to his body. He was paranoid. And rightly so. He never knew when she was going to jump out and attack next.

He had, however, found a temporary solution. A girlfriend. Kakashi Hatake dated more now than he ever had in his life. Because that was the only way she wouldn’t touch him. Her sense of honor wouldn’t allow it. But that was only a temporary solution because the women always left for one of two reasons. Either he had no desire for them in the forever sense of things, or Sakura scared them off. It was never something that she specifically said to them. No, she wouldn’t dare threaten them. It was something much simpler than that. One woman said, “I don’t like the way she looks at me. It’s like I’m in her way or something and if I don’t move she’ll hurt me. She’s the Hokage’s apprentice Kakashi and everyone knows what happens when you get on her bad side….”

He was pulled from his daze when he heard his window being pried open. Kakashi’s head snapped up as his window opened and a familiar figure slid into his room. Kakashi felt his shoulders tense in expectation of what she had planned this time. Vaguely, he realized that he could probably end all this my removing his mask when she subtly demanded it, yet, in truth, he was afraid. Afraid that if he did she wouldn’t believe she had actually seduced him and that he had just surrendered to get rid of her--which was only a partial truth. Another reason was that his mask was his one safety net. He feared that if he revealed his face then how much more would he reveal to the young girl--no she was a woman now. A beautiful woman that he had no intention of losing his heart to. He knew better than to think that she saw him as anything more than a challenge and he didn’t want her to. He was too old to get involved with love. He wanted no dealings with it.

“Do you know what I realized today?” Kakashi studied her warily wondering if it would be cowardly to just run. At his lack of a reply Sakura continued speaking. “I realized that I can seduce Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke Uchiha who rejected my love with a harshness that would have destroyed any girl’s self-esteem but if I just wanted to I could have him in the palm of my hands.” Sakura eyes bored into his waiting for him to come to the logical conclusion that she had already leapt to. “So, what does this mean? Do you know?” At his lack of response she decided to tell him. “It means that if I can have Sasuke Uchiha, which is the hardest task in the world, then I should damn well be able to get you to remove that mask. So, today‘s the day Kakashi. We are not leaving this room until the mask is--”

Sakura blinked realizing that Kakashi was no longer anywhere to be seen. Her eyes narrowed but reluctantly her lips began to curl into a feral grin. She loved it when he played hard to get.

III


So he ran. There was no shame in a strategic retreat. Well, that’s what he told himself but he didn’t quite convince himself that it was the truth. So he stopped running ending their chase where their crazy seduction game began.

Sakura entered the clearing not too long after he did. Her face held a smile that was a bit cruel and very satisfied. It turned him on.

Sakura looked around her instantly recognizing where they were. “Brings back old memories, eh sensei?”
Kakashi watched as her fingers flew into a jutsu. He frowned confused when a the smoke cleared and a short table stood at her side. He took a brief moment to wonder why she would learn such a useless jutsu but was soon distracted as she slid off her black shorts and tossed them to the side. His eyes locked on her smooth thighs that were well-toned and muscular. It was like some sort of hypnosis--seeing those legs of hers that wrapped around him one too many times.

“Come to me, Kakashi-sensei.” Kakashi, a man entranced, took a step towards her. “No.” Sakura said with a smirk on her face and wicked thoughts running through her mind. “Get on your knees and crawl to me.” Kakashi froze remembering once having uttered a similar phrase. He didn’t move immediately pride being a stubborn thing but when she began running her delicate fingers over her covered mounds that he could vividly recall suckling his resolve began to falter. She said not another word but instead began to tease her body with expert hands right before his eyes.

She was enjoying herself, that much was evident from the breathy moans that filled the silence. He watched as she placed a leg on the table she had created. Her top was soon gone and Kakashi found himself swallowing harshly. Her eyes narrowed into slits but never left him as she slid a single digit into herself. Her other hand busied itself with teasing her nipple. She pulled and distended it all the while grinding onto the finger that was covered in her essence.

Kakashi watched…and continued to watch as his member swelled, pushing at his constricting pants. Unable to take anymore Kakashi dropped to his knees and watched as her eyes flickered in triumph. “Come.” She beckoned and he slowly approached her until her feminine folds were within his eyesight. The smell of her arousal taunted him causing him to raise one hand to wrap around her hips and bring her closer to him but she smacked his hand away.

“Your hands are not needed for what you’re about to do.”

Kakashi groaned out loud. The little minx. She would torture him by not allowing him to touch her smooth legs, her firm ass. She knew how much he loved the feel of her satin skin beneath his hands, but he would comply. He couldn’t not comply as he was so enthralled with her. His tongue darted out, stretching the fabric of his mask, and sinking into her soft folds and tasting her. She was so wet. In fact, she always became so drenched with her desire. It was a fact that always floored him…that she desired him so much.

He was determined to taste as much of her that was possible. A low moan issued forth from her and he loved that her legs trembled as he continued his ministrations. However, continuing was difficult. Each time he made a move to pull her closer, or caress her legs he was met with firm disapproval from his wicked mistress. She scolded him with harsh words and gentle teasing. A sweet yet cruel smile. Damn it, he loved it.

It was a sad day when the famed Copy Ninja was reduced to the mentality of a slave at the whim of a girl who was fourteen years his junior.

He brought her screaming. Her head was tossed back and her hips were thrust forward into his mouth but he did not cease his actions--because he knew if he pleasured her well enough then she would see fit to take care of his desires. And when she took care of his desires….

Sakura pushed Kakashi back away from her roughly. He let his body fall backwards so that he only sat on the grass and let his eyes feast upon her. Her chest heaved, and her body quivered from the mind numbing orgasm that he bestowed upon her. She recovered quickly and advanced upon him hungrily.

“Too many clothes, sen-sei.” Her fingers reached out did away with his objects of modesty. Her lips touched his and soon her tongue delved into his mouth stretching the fabric of his mask. The musky scent of her arousal mixed with something sweet that she had been eating prior to her attack on his person. Kakashi groaned. Sweet things combined with Sakura was almost too much for him to handle. Kakashi flipped Sakura onto her back and pressed his arousal against her entrance in askance.

“Kiss me, Kakashi.”

Kakashi slid inside her sleek passage in one swift thrust and then leaned to take her lips once more, but she turned her head away. He found himself surprised when her legs locked around his waist using what he presumed to be chakra enhanced strength. He couldn’t move and his desire to do so was great.

“No, I want a real kiss.”

For once, Kakashi didn’t even hesitate. He tore away his mask and took Sakura’s lips kissing her without the interference of fabric for the first time. Sakura moaned in pleasure as he began moving his hips slowly at first and then faster as his self control began to slip.

Sweat slipped off his body coating Sakura’s skin but she didn’t mind in the least. Rather she lapped the salty fluids off his body chuckling as he shuddered at her actions. Her hands roamed and touched whatever she could reach. She had grown to love the feel of Kakashi’s muscles beneath her fingertips. Touching him, was her guilty pleasure and she couldn’t help but do so whenever the opportunity presented itself.

“There! Right there!” Sakura cried out when Kakashi has hit a particularly sensitive area. Kakashi did not ignore her words to Sakura’s delight. Sakura, finally realizing that her Seduction Sensei had given in to her demand to remove her mask, stared at his face which showed his determination to drive her to ecstasy. He succeeded. Sakura’s back arched off the ground as waves of pleasure washed over her. Kakashi followed soon after her collapsing on top of her body.

She didn’t utter a word of complaint and allowed the satisfaction from their encounter to fill her. Kakashi soon rolled off her body and Sakura rolled on top of his. She grinned down at Kakashi's exposed face raising her hands to run her finger down his strong jaw line and across his lips. Kakashi nipped at her fingers once she did so causing Sakura to giggle a little. She ran her fingers over his eyelids and down his nose finally cupping his face in her hands.

“You, Sensei, are truly beautiful.” Kakashi didn’t reply. Instead he averted his eyes, but Sakura didn’t notice. “Consider yourself well and thoroughly seduced, Beautiful-sensei.” Delight leapt into Sakura’s eyes when she saw a blush stain his cheeks.

“Yeah, yeah. Give me my mask.”

“Nope. I’ve wanted to be able to look at your face for years . I am so going to enjoy this.”

“Sakura….”

“Hmm?” Sakura said as she leaned down and brushed kisses along his jaw line.

“You didn’t have to go this far. I told you long ago that you had the capability.”

Sakura pulled back and tossed Kakashi a skeptical look. “And I was supposed to believe that load of malarkey that you fed me? I know it was just a test, sensei. And I passed right?”

Kakashi sighed. “Yes, Sakura. You are fully and completely equipped to handle the seduction of any ninja you come across.”

Sakura pumped her fist in the air, elated. Kakashi eyes noted how her breasts bounced with the movement and found his body stirring in response. He saw Sakura eyes light up with interest but he lifted her off his body and rose. Sakura reached for him with the intention to help him with his awakening arousal, but Kakashi brushed her off.

“What’s wrong, Sensei?” Sakura questioned.

“Sakura…you’ve reached your goal. There’s no need for this to continue.”

Sakura frowned. “Wait. What?”

“Your lessons are done. There’s no more need to sleep with me. You can move on to the next phase of your life.”

“Are you saying that I can’t sleep with you anymore?” Kakashi chuckled certain that he had made his words crystal clear, but for some reason Sakura was refusing to understand.

“Yes, Sakura. That’s exactly what I’m saying.”

“Well, hell. If I had known that I wouldn’t have tried as hard.”

Kakashi laughed and Sakura silently plotted on her next move on her poor, beautiful, seduction sensei.
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**Because you asked I've added another chapter. Although, unfortunately this is going to be the last one. I'm glad you all enjoyed the story.--JzB