Private Classes

No sex or stuff here, sigh, but it’s coming back I swear it is. Ooo and I had anti-Ino/Naruto reviews, hee hee. If it helps the main group will always be Sasu/Saku/Naru. I’m a fan. But hey a challenge is a challenge. My poor Naruto risks to be pimped out like a sextoy. Hee hee.
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PRIVATE CLASSES PT 5

Sakura was trying hard to study. This was a year that she really couldn’t afford to do badly in, but there was one big old distration playing on loop in her head.

Sasuke, Naruto. Sasuke, Naruto. Sasuke, Naruto. Sasuke, Naruto. Sasuke, Naruto. Sasuke, Naruto.......

Shaking her head she focused on the page and succeeded in reading it before Ino slid into the seat next to her and shoved a piece of paper in front of her.

Hottest Guy at LB.

a. Sasuke Uchiha
b. Neji Hyuuga
c. Kiba Inuzuka
d. Shino Aburame
e. Shikamaru Nara........

Sakura crumpled the page before she read further.

Ino pulled it back irritated and smoothed the page out.

“It’s voting time.” Ino said pushing it back towards her. “You gotta number the guys from LB from one to a hundred.”

“Why do I need to take part in your oppression of the opposite sex?” Sakura asked primly turning the page of the course book she was ‘studying’ from.

Ino rolled her eyes.

“Sakura, stop pretending you’re Mother Theresa or something. Nobody says you have to stay a nun to get good marks.” Ino said picking a pretty light blue pen from Sakura’s pencil case.

“Besides I forsaw your ice queen response and have decided that we are going to vote together.” Ino said marking a number one beside Sasuke’s name.

“There, we are marking Sasuke as the number one hottest guy at LB.” Ino said happily, while Sakura rolled her eyes.

“Now number two....... hmmm what do you prefer, cool and aloof like Sasuke, or do we go for a contrast? Some one hotter and let’s say friendilier.....like Kiba, did you know he’s been going out with three different girls from LG? Apparently they’re going to have a little talk to him today...”

Sakura tuned out Ino’s chatter knowing that Ino would choose whatever suited her anyway. She tried again to focus on her studies when a thought floated through her head.

Grabbing the sheet out of Ino’s hands and scanning the names she ignored Ino’s glare.

“You don’t have Naruto Uzumaki’s name on the list.” Sakura said slowly.

“Naruto? That loser? What for? Like anyone would vote for him.” Ino snorted dragging the paper back.

Sakura let her and turned back to her book.

But Naruto, he....he’s..... Leaving the train of thought to die away Sakura gave up studying and stared at the table top.

There was no question of not going now, she didn’t want Naruto to think that she was rejecting him, especially considering how the rest of LG treated him. A guy like him deserved better.
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Sasuke opened the door to his house and listened to the silence, which was a blessing with his headaching as it was. It was late, he avoided coming home when the maid was there. A covered plate was waiting on the kitchen counter but he ignored it and leaving his bag with it’s completed homework in it on the floor he made his way upstairs to his bedroom.

He passed the empty bedroom which would perphaps one day serve as his parent’s bedroom if they ever decided to come back and pushed open the door to his bedroom.

His room was as inpersonal as the rest of the house, and Sasuke didn’t stop to look at anything before he entered the ajoining bathroom and closed the door. A hot shower would ease the ache in his muscles but nothing was going to ease the ache in his head.

He turned on the taps and watched the water start to swirl into the western style bath. Undressing he kicked the clothes towards the hamper and walked naked back out into his room.

His head was starting to really pound again but he ignored it. Crouching down in front of his CD collection he slipped out a silver disk and contemplated it for a moment.

Standing, he inserted the disk into his computer. Drumming his fingers on the desk Sasuke waited for the program to start. Clicking ‘play’ the first few notes emerged and Sasuke felt his headache ease.

Feeling the tension draining out of his shoulders Sasuke made his way back to the bathroom and stepped into the shower.

By the time he turned off the shower the audience was clapping and Sasuke smiled briefly. It had been an excellent concert.

His brother, as always, had been brillant. The violin singing in his hands had set a trance over the entire hall and Sasuke remembered feeling like he might burst with pride.

He remembered sitting very still for the whole concert, not that his father noticed this momumental effort on his part, it was for his brother anyway. He remembered clapping very soberly rather than yelling and cheering which was what he wanted to do. He remembered the little piano prodigy that came out to play two pieces with Itachi.

A little blond girl who was half hidden behind the sheet music she carried. The lights were so blinding that Sasuke couldn’t make out more than a little body and a short blonde bob that swung forward as she gave a quick bow and scuttled behind the piano.

He remembered feeling a stab of jealousy as Itachi gave her a nod and smile, Itachi rarely ever smiled at him, and then they started.

Piano and violin, two instruments so different but with the right notes written down and the right people to interpret them they became a piece of music, of magic.

He remembered being as enraptured with the sound being produced as with the people producing it. Itachi was so tall and elegant, so masterful, standing in his spotlight leading the audience on the point of his bow. The little girl so carefully pushing at the peddles with her little red shoes, pale knees poking out from her little red ruffled dress. Sasuke snorted as he remembered that one little detail of the girl he’d been able to see clearly.

Lowering himself into the bath he lay a towel over his eyes and lay back letting the hot water and his brother’s playing sooth him. The duo pieces were his favourites, it still dissapointed him that he’d not been given the chance to meet the only other consevatory student capable of keeping up with his wonderful big brother.

His parents hadn’t deemed it important for him to meet her, hadn’t deemed it important for him to meet his brother after the concert either. After smiling at a few cameras, Sasuke had been bundled into a car and sent home to the empty house to be put to bed by the servants. Poor little rich boy. But Sasuke was used to it. As soon as he was old enough to stay alone, he fired the servants except the bare minimum and lived alone, his parents having already left the country on one excuse or another.

It was some time after that he made the aquaintence of Naruto. It was hate at first sight. All over the last packet of curry flavoured ramen noodles.

It’d been stupid. He’d fired the last housekeeper he’d had because he found her poking through his brother’s old room and over reacted by tossing her out immediately. He hadn’t yet called the agency to have another one sent, one with less curiousity. So he found himself with no food in the house, wanting to prove he was an adult he’d decided to go food shopping. So he’d walked down to the nearest convience store and realised that the only thing he knew how to cook was instant ramen. And they only flavour he wanted that night was curry, and apparently the only flavour Naruto had been missing in his basket was curry.

After a few heated phrases, a few raised voices and perhaps a thrown object or two they both found themselves kicked out of the store and warned never to come back. Sasuke was of course delighted to find out later that the ‘ramen idiot’ was a new student in his previously completely exclusive school. Though Sasuke tried to ignore him, Naruto had decided to stick to him like glue and somewhere along the way Naruto had become tolerable. And then Naruto had become useful for some of the more pressing needs Sasuke was developing.

Needs which weren’t easy to fulfill without a willing partner. But Naruto was only a tool, Sasuke didn’t let anything try and tell him different. Naruto served a purpose, that’s what people were for in this world, either they served a purpose or they didn’t. Like this Sakura girl. For now she served a purpose and Sasuke was happy to let her fulfil it. The moment she stopped fulfilling that purpose she would stop being important to him.

Tools, that’s what they were Sasuke told himself as he let the last of the day float away, just tools, extremely pleasurable tools.
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Sakura gave up her homework when her eyelids declared a revolt and closed of their own accord. Yawning broadly she considered making another hot chocolate before hitting the sack. Altogether she was pleased with her progress today. She’d only thought about Sasuke and Naruto for half of the day, the rest had been spent in profitable study.

Standing up and smiling at the thought of both of them waiting for her in that classroom, smiling, hot and ready for more, she stopped infront of her mirror. Looking at her pyjamaed self, with her hair clipped up behind her head, her fluffy pig slippers, and the suspected beginnings of a pimple on her chin Sakura sighed. She was certainly no pin up, no sex goddess that guys would normally throw themselves at. She still wasn’t sure why they’d chosen her, but if she’d been a guy she’d’ve chosen someone like Ino, or even Hinata who had the biggest cup size in their entire year.

Trying a pose and pouting, Sakura giggled at the ridculous image reflected back at her. Sex on a stick, she was not. Flouncing down on her bed she pulled a pile of newly bought magazines out from under her pillow. Flicking through to the right page she started to read.

Mind blowing blow jobs.....

It didn’t hurt to get a little study in.
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Naruto whistled as the kettle boiled, he carefully placed the cake of noodles into the provided plastic bowl and scattered the flavouring powder evenly over the pale mass. Pouring the water in he waited impaitently for the noodles to cook. Sitting crosslegged on the tiny balcony he stared out into the distance trying to imagine what his two important people were doing at that time.

It was late, which was fine for him, he never seemed to need much sleep, but he figured that Sasuke was probably home from the library and getting ready for bed. Sasuke had never invited Naruto back to his house, he never invited people back to his house, he never mentioned his house. But Naruto could imagine it would be a nice house. He knew it wasn’t a big mansion, though his family could have afforded one, but it would still be nicer than anything Naruto would have ever hoped to have. He also knew that Sasuke lived there alone, that Sasuke’s parents were overseas somewhere. Personally Naruto felt it was better to have absent but living parents, than absent dead parents. Sasuke hadn’t agreed.

Sakura was more of a mystery he knew even less about her homelife than he knew about Sasuke’s. She might be sleeping already, his imagination providing a rather enhanced picture of her sleeping naked on a mound of pillows. Sasuke crawled out of somewhere and started fondling a breast.....

Naruto sighed happily as the fantasy continued. Lifting the foil lid on the bowl he separated the wooden chopsticks with a crack and ate with a growing smile on his face.
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The day had been long and Sasuke was looking forward to getting away from the crowds of people that constantly hung around him. He’d deliberately waited late at school so he could leave peacefully. However, while exiting the school gates, Sasuke found that some people lacked the natural intuition that let them know they’d gone too far.

“Sasuke-kun!” A high pitched voice piped from behind him.

Sasuke didn’t even bother to slow down, until an arm clamped onto his and a breast was pressed into his back.

“Sasuke-kun!” Ino trilled, delighted that waiting for an hour after school had finally paid off and she’d caught her precious Sasuke-kun all alone.

“Yamanaka.” Sasuke said shortly.

Ino pouted and fluttered her lashes hoping he found her attractive with her long blond hair in its sleek ponytail.

“Sasuke-kun, how many times do I have to tell you, call me Ino-chan!” Ino chided entwining her fingers with his.

Sasuke bit back a sigh. This was the reason he hadn’t pushed Naruto to accept someone like Ino as their toy, she was likely to go around mouthing off about the arrangement. Someone like the studious Sakura however had too much fear of public censor to even whisper that she might be doing the legendary Sasuke Uchiha and Naruto Uzumaki at the same time.

“Hey, Sasuke-kun.....” Ino said looking up at Sasuke coyly through her fringe.

When Sasuke didn’t react Ino pushed her chest harder against him hoping that the feel of her breast would excite some interest. Sasuke started to feel his irritation rise, and with it the need to make someone cry.

“Would you go out with me?” Ino asked feigning shyness.

“Kiss me.” Sasuke commanded.

“Wha?” Ino’s mouth hung open at the order.

Sasuke stared at her unmoving. Her heart beating a mile a minute Ino gathered her scattered thoughts and closed her eyes leaning forward and presenting her lips for the kiss.

Moments passed and no contact came so she opened her eyes in confusion. Sasuke stood still as a statue a sneer growing on his face.

“I didn’t say I’d kiss you, I said, kiss me.” Sasuke said rudely.

Ino blinked and dropped her clasped hands stepping back.

“That’s the problem with you prissy virgins, no fire.” Sasuke sneered at her again.

“But...” Ino started.

“What makes you think I’d want to waste my time with you when you don’t even know how to kiss.” Sasuke said.

“But I know how to kiss.... I can...” Ino babbled trying to think of techniques.

“Then why didn’t you use that knowledge? Now I know why your other boyfriends dumped you.” Sasuke thrilled inside to the hurt look on her face.

He turned on his heel to go but paused to toss one more phrase at the trembling girl.

“Go and get some real experience, then maybe I’ll think about it.”

Behind him he could hear her start to sniffle and he couldn’t stop a self satisfied smirk from growing on his face.