Private Classes

Well I had planned this one to be longer but the bloody next scene just won't play nicely and let me write it in a non-crappy way. So as it was taking forever I decided to just clip this chapter a little and post it apart. Have also decided that a somewhat plot, with you know minor characters, their lives and troubles would make this less of a PWP. Maybe. Or I could just be trying desperately to not admit to writing smut for smut's sake. Meh.

Oh someone suggested Naru/Tenten, BWAAHHHAAAAAHAAAAAAA!!! I should try to work it in just as a writing exercise, talk about left field. Nope don't see that one in the future, not yet. Might get some Tenten in though.

Disclaimer: Characters were borrowed, handcuffed, drugged and mindwiped before being forced into this story by the author who shall not be pursued for claiming to have created these characters.

Genre: smut (basically.)
Pairing: SAS/SAK/NAR
Warnings: Basic lemon this time, no biggies.
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PRIVATE CLASSES PT6

Sakura hummed under her breath as she adjusted her uniform for the hundreth time. Checking her face in the school bathroom mirror and especially the suspected pimple growing on her chin, Sakura tried not to agonise about how slowly time was crawling by. Not that she was in anyway desperate for it to be time (finally!) to mount those stairs, walk down that corridor, open that door and.......

Sakura splashed a little more cold water on her face. Taking a firm hold on herself she flipped open her little notebook and scanned the notes she’d taken from the magazine hidden under her bed. She was so busy memorising that when Ino started the tap next to her she jumped, snapping closed the notebook with a guilty flush.

“Hey Ino.” Sakura said brightly.

Ino mumbled something in reply, and Sakura ‘oookaaayed’ her in response. Ino had been in a funk all day and Sakura was just hoping it wouldn’t explode over her.

Turning off the tap Ino gripped the two sides of the sink and stared grimly into the mirror.

“Sakura.” Ino started.

“Yes?” Sakura said, stuffing the incriminating notebook into her backpack.

“You’d tell me if I were ugly, or if I needed to change something right?” Ino asked staring at herself.

“Of course, but Ino you’re fine as you are, you don’t need to change.” Sakura said with a slight hesitation.

Ino sighed and slumped a little. Then she stood up and turned sideways in the mirror pulling her shirt even tighter over her chest.

“Do you think my breasts are too small?” Ino asked, she turned front on trying to gauge how big her breasts actually looked.

“No.... Ino, I mean come on. You look fine. What happened? Did some guy say something?” Sakura asked crossing her arms.

Ino was incrediably sensitive about her looks and the pride she took in them was equalled only by her devastation when someone belittled them.

“No.” Ino muttered. “Noone important.”

Ino leaned closer to the mirror peering at her facial features searching for the flaw that had turned Sasuke against her. Turning side on again, Ino smoothed her skirt over her hips testing for fat or extra width. Sucking in her stomach she considered her silouette with narrowed eyes.

“Ino.” Sakura warned.

She knew where behaviour like this went to.

Ino threw a frustrated look at Sakura but turned away from the mirror. Crossing her arms and her legs Ino gave a small tight smile.

Ino nonchalantly bounced her crossed foot. “So, are you doing anything tonight?”

“Uh, well, study and tutoring, you know the usual.” Sakura said evading Ino’s eyes by digging through her backpack.

Ino checked her nails for non-exsistant chips in the polish. “Wanna come out, go trolling for some cuties?”

Sakura hesitated, on the point of forming some lie or other, when Ino gave a short sharp exhalation.

“Forget it.” Ino said shortly, turning back to the mirror.

With quick almost brutal movements, Ino pulled out a tube of lipstick and applied a quick layer of candy kiss pink. Taking one more critical look in the mirror she left without saying goodbye. Sakura watched the closed door for a moment.

Things had changed between her and Ino since they’d become teenagers. The easy complicity of their early childhood had subtly turned into a rivalry that as yet had no focus. There was still the root of their friendship, whatever had drawn the two girls together in the first place, but it seemed the flower was dying.

Sakura shrugged, she guessed they were growing apart. They’d found different interests, Sakura had her plans to go medical school, while Ino had vaguely talked about becoming a model, or a movie star or something. Something which would let her be adored which was what she wanted.

Sakura pursed her lips in contemplation and stared at her face in the mirror.

Adoration....... I don’t want to be adored, I want to be respected. I want... I want to be looked at with awe.

Visions of herself saving lives otherwise given up as lost, comforting the ill, bringing hope to those crushed by despair filled her head. The familiar feeling of ambition filled her and for a moment she hesitated over whether or not she should turn up to her little ‘study date’. Afterall, such behaviour didn’t fit with her vision of the future and Principal Tsunade had often said that being a doctor had to be the most important thing in her life if she wanted to truely be great.

Idly she slicked lip gloss onto her lips and any doubts melted away as she remembered the feel of warm hands on her skin. It would be alright for a while, after all she was still in school. After, when she was in medical school and every second had to be consecrated to her study she’d be glad that she profited from these moments.

Counting in her head the months before the entrance examination, Sakura sighed. Such a short time to enjoy her youth, but the lure of being a doctor was strong. The strongest thing she’d ever felt in her life.

Squaring her shoulders Sakura pulled open the girl’s bathroom door and stepped out.
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Sasuke waited leaning against a desk, to hide his excitment he flicked idly through one of his school books. He kept reaching up to reposition his tie only to remember that he’d already removed it and hung it with his jacket over the back of a chair. Looking at his watch, Sasuke worried for a moment that his little plan wasn’t going to work but a gentle knock at the door had him smirking.

Sakura opened the door slowly and slipped in without looking up. She placed her bag on the desk closest to the door and glanced up. Seeing only Sasuke she hooked her hair behind her ear and smiled a little nervously.

“Hi.”

Sasuke tipped his head in return and beckoned her closer. He smirked again when she shyly obeyed coming with an arm’s reach of him.

“Uh, it’s nice to see you.” Sakura said again.

“Hard to see me if your eyes are on the ground.” Sasuke pointed out.

He put his fingers under her chin and lifted her head until he could see the embarrassment in her eyes.

“Kiss me.” Sasuke commanded.

Sakura blushed hotly, but her tongue flicked out and wet her lips. Sasuke waited a curl of satisfaction growing in his stomach. She was obedient at least. And with this little flower to help him, everything was going to go exactly as he wanted.

Embarrassment rooted her in place for a moment then the beginnings of desire freed her and she leaned forward rising onto her tiptoes slightly to reach his mouth.

The press of her lips was gentle, almost hesitant and Sasuke was so annoyed that she was being so virginal about the kiss that he almost shoved her away. Then he felt her step a little closer and he had other things to think about, like the drag of her nipples against his chest.

He didn’t know if it was deliberate or not but the hard little tips drew lines and circles that had him hardening quickly.

Heat rose quickly in Sakura and she was sure that she must be blushing like a tomato. Wanting to catch her breath she pulled back panting slightly. Sasuke frowned and pulled her closer pressing her breasts against him. For a moment he berated himself for choosing such flat chested girl, not that she was completely flat, but compared to some of the girls from LG she was definately not blessed.

Then her fingers hooked into his hips and he forgot to complain when she rubbed her hips against his growing erection.

“Do it again.” Sasuke growled pushing his groin harder against hers.

Sakura gave a little mewl of submission and moved searching for the spot that would send sparks through her stomach. Sasuke held still, letting her move, letting her work him into arousal. He kissed the side of her neck to arouse her quicker and hearing her breath become heavier he bumped her knees with his own. Caught up in the friction of their groins and the feeling of her nipples pulling over his chest Sakura didn’t understand the silent command.

A spark of irritation fed his excitment and he gripped her arms harder drawing her attention back to him and his desires.

He bumped her knees again, harder this time, adding a bite to her neck.

“Open your legs.” He ordered.

Sakura hesitated, and Sasuke growled his pleasure spiking. He reached down and gripping her thighs, separated her legs himself. Sakura gave a squeak as he pressed his thigh between hers and ground against her again.

She didn’t resist as he unbuttoned her shirt and started on her skirt it was too hot for clothes anyway. It wasn’t until he started peeling down the front of her bra that she pushed back wanting an instant to think.

“Where’s Naruto?” Sakura asked trying to yank the mangled bra back into position.

Sasuke felt the words hit his stomach and he nearly yelled at her. Biting back his anger because his plan hadn’t played out yet, Sasuke gave a fake smile.

“He said he’d be late, he has basketball practice.” Sasuke said truthfully.

Sakura nodded absently her head clearing now that she had a moment to think.

“It’s just that I’m not sure we should, you know, continue if he’s not here, because, well you know, he might feel left out and stuff.” Sakura stumbled over her words as she tried to put her finger on a growing sense of unease.

“He said it was fine if we, warmed up before he got there.” Sasuke lied smoothly, to distract her he cupped one of her small breasts in his hand.

Sakura frowned and Sasuke felt his paitence slip further. Bitch was standing in her underwear in front of him and she was worried about what another guy would think?

“I still don’t think that we..” Sakura started to argue but Sasuke chose that moment to flick the still hard nub of her nipple with the rough pad of his thumb.

“Oh.” She finished dumbly as her body started to betray her again.

Sasuke smiled in triumph.

“Undress me.”
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Naruto hurried through the corridors his hair still wet from the showers. Seeing how empty the school was already, he picked up the pace wanting to arrive before Sakura so he could find a good ‘casually sexy’ pose. In his focus on getting to the room he didn’t see Neji lift his hand to wave hello, and didn’t see the flash of surprise on Neji’s face as he practically ran straight past.

Sasuke hadn’t been at the practice so Naruto was willing to bet that Sasuke was already waiting in the room.

Heh, the Iceprick may actually be eager to see my Sakura. Good it’ll make things easier later on. Naruto thought already seeing them sharing meals together at his apartment.

In his experience Sasuke didn’t share anything very well, so he was hoping that even when Sasuke’s interest in Sakura waned he’d still tolerate her around them thanks to her previous post as an almost girlfriend.

His practice had been a little off because he’d been preoccupied with thoughts of his tutoring session. But he’d make it up at the next practice, there was a big game this Saturday and he wanted to be good. Just in case Sakura actually agreed to come and watch him play.

Naruto took the stairs to the upper level three at a time his heart beating a mile a minute and not from the physical exertion.

Bursting into the room the crazy grin on Naruto’s face faltered.

Sure it was hot to see Sasuke and Sakura going at it, but he hadn’t thought they’d be ‘going at it’ without him. He thought it’d work the other way around.

His mind worked in snapshots. Sasuke with his mouth busy on Sakura’s breasts, Sakura’s hands tangled in Sasuke’s hair, Sakura’s legs caught over Sasuke’s shoulders.

Trying to breath around the sudden pain in his chest, Naruto clutched a desk trying to remain rational. Trying not to vomit. Raising his head he realised that Sasuke and Sakura were looking at him.

Naruto couldn’t read the look in Sasuke’s eyes, didn’t want read the emotion in those dark eyes shaded by his fringe. Sakura’s eyes were full of embarrassment and a growing confusion as Naruto made no comment nor move to join them. She stretched out one arm towards him and struggled up to sitting.

“Naruto. You made it.” She said smiling. “Sasuke said you had basketball practice, he said you’d be a little late...”

Realisation crept into Naruto’s conscience and seeing it happen Sasuke pulled back. Pulling up his pants Sasuke shrugged into his shirt and jacket but didn’t bother to try and button them shut.

Sakura sat up more fully crossing her ankles and hugging her knees to her chest. She’d known it’d been a bad idea to let Sasuke get so far without Naruto there, but damn, what was she supposed to do? Time them so they each got the same amount of minutes? Keep track of what she did, so she could mimic it on the other? She wasn’t some sort of funride damn it. She intended to get her kicks out of this as well and if that meant she wanted to....wanted to..... Well damn, eyes that blue weren’t fair.

The only thing holding Naruto back from ripping Sasuke’s head off was Sakura’s presence. So before she could leave Naruto turned and blundered out the door.

Sakura’s jaw dropped. Decidely she didn’t understand a thing of what was happening.

“Wha? Naruto! It’s just sex!” Sakura yelled after him.

“Not even.” Sasuke said amused. “He arrived too early.”

Sakura swung her head around to stare open mouthed at Sasuke. Without sparing her a glance Sasuke exited, one hand busy rebuttoning his shirt.

“Well.....Shit.” Sakura said in exasperation.

It took her five minutes to remember she was sitting in a classroom in a boy’s school wearing nothing but her panties. Yelping she leapt off the desk and scrambled into her clothes before leaving the class as quickly as possible.
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Blind and deaf Naruto wandered around until his feet grew tired and his stomach started complaining. Lifting his eyes Naruto realised he’d ended up at Lover’s Bridge. So called because everyone came here to flirt and hook up. As usual it was lined with people lounging on the railings checking out the people going past. This was a night for alcohol only he was too young to buy any, and he didn’t want to go all the way back to his apartment for the few beers he kept in his fridge.

Another low of depression hit him and he kicked at the stones on the path before turning around to head in another direction.

“Hey cutie.”

Naruto paused in midstep, he looked around and spotted a blond haired girl dressed in a tube top and mini-skirt. The fishnet stockings were just going over the top Naruto decided, he carefully looked her up and down before deciding she wasn’t a prositute, just some girl desperate for a little attention. He almost snorted in amusement at how blatant she was being.

Ino winced internally, damn why did it have to be Naruto Uzumaki? All she’d seen was a built blonde guy all alone and had jumped at the chance. Too late now, she was on a mission and Ino Yamanaka didn’t back away from anyone.

Something in her face called at his memory and Naruto took a moment to try and place the overly made up face. It hit him quickly as she flipped her hair, she was one of Sasuke’s little fangirls. One of the group that hung around the gates waiting for a glimpse of their Prince Charming. Huh.

Smiling coyly she approached Naruto slowly making sure to swing her hips a little. A spark of anger lit in Ino as she saw nothing change in his face as she gave him a good view of her clevage by leaning forward slightly.

“My name’s Ino. You look a little lonely, mind a little company?” Ino asked keeping her voice smooth.

Naruto shrugged not really caring either way, though he had to admit her obvious seduction of him was funny. One of Sasuke’s little fans trying to pull the loser Naruto. He wondered if she really recognised him, but he supposed she did because he was still in his uniform.

“So, where you going?” Ino asked, tracing a line up and down Naruto’s arm.

“Eat.” Naruto grunted.

And maybe buy some alcohol from a corner store that wouldn’t look too closely at him if he paid enough Naruto added silently.

“Sounds good, I’m a little hungry too...” Ino said giving him a teasing smile while she slid her arm through his.

Naruto wondered if this was a dare, or if they were planning on getting him half naked before jumping out with a camera. A flash of memory and suddenly he didn’t care.

“Sure, hope you like noodles.”
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Naruto dipped his chopsticks into the soup and picked up a noodle. It wasn’t Ichiraku, no way was he going to turn up to his regular haunt with this one on his elbow, but it served noodles. The wind was bit cold, but seeing as they were eating from a cart Naruto felt lucky they even had little seats to sit on.

Beside him Ino fumed silently not that she was going to let him know. How could he have thought that she’d really meant she was hungry for food? Didn’t he know an invitation when he heard one? What did he want? Did he want her to outright demand that he take her virginity so she could seduce Sasuke with her new found skills?

Naruto was replaying the afternoon’s scene in his head, trying hard to rationalise what had happened. Sasuke had betrayed him he knew that much, Sasuke’d deliberately started without him. But why? And why had Sasuke looked at him like that with, Naruto hesitated, triumph in his eyes.

That Sasuke had been his usual bastard self wasn’t a surprise, guy spent half his life trying to scar other people some way or other. That he’d tried to get to Sakura all alone was a bit of a surprise, Naruto hadn’t thought Sasuke was so hot for their little fun sessions. He wondered if it was a good sign, after all he did want Sasuke to like Sakura, but not to love her. If Sasuke was going to interest himself in her so closely then he, Naruto, had better get a move on with the seducing. If he still wanted to have her all for himself.

He tested the feeling inside himself that he had for Sakura. It still tugged the same, at his groin and heart so he left it alone satisfied.

The memory of Sakura holding out her hand in invitation came back to him. She’d invited him to join in, she’d wanted him as well, it made his heart heat. It wasn’t all about Sasuke, and if Naruto had his way it never would be. He still had his chance to get her to fall in love with him.

He just hadn’t expected Sasuke to.... to betray him like that. His heart plummeted again when he remembered the look in Sasuke’s eyes. His best and only friend had deliberately tried to hurt him.

Sasuke bastard, you know I’m serious about her. Naruto growled silently around a mouthful of noodles.

Ino stabbed her chopsticks into the noodles and sloshed the soup around. If this continued five more minutes she was going to call it a night and go home.

“Hey beauty, wanna drink?”

There was a waft of alcohol and Ino wrinkled her nose. A man in a rumpled business suit sat down next to her and offered a half full bottle of Sake to her. Ino’s eyes lit up as a brillant plan occured to her.

Hooking the bottle with one hand she fluttered her eyelashes at him. He grinned breathing more alcohol onto her, and letting her take the bottle. The cart chef frowned at the exchange but Ino didn’t plan to drag it out anyway.

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing? I’m still in school!” She said giving him her best icy stare.

The drunk stared for a second then smiled again.

“Don’ be like that sugardolly. Daddy got lots a nice things to give you.” He said leering at her and reaching for the bottle.

Ino placed the bottle out of his reach and glared at him.

“If you don’t get out of here I’m going to yell for a policeman and tell him you’re trying to get me drunk and rape me.” Ino said clearly, raising her voice.

The drunk blinked then a scowl came over his face.

“Fine bitch, just give me my drink and I’ll let you go.”

He made a grab for the bottle but Ino was quicker and lept off her seat to stand behind Naruto. The cart chef cleared his throat loudly and picked up a chopping knife.

“I don’t want any problems here.” The chef said gruffly.

“It’s my bottle.” The drunk insisted.

“Go home.” Naruto said suddenly.

Naruto stood up making use of his height and weight to intimidate the drunk. For a second Ino felt her heart go thump as she looked up at Naruto’s back, then she shook her head and pulled out her cell phone.

“Hello police? Yes, I’d like to report a drunk man harrassing school girls at the corner of Picadilo and Earling..”

The silence was heavy for a second and the drunk stood up to go, but taking one last look at the two he sneered.

“I know that uniform, I’m sure your school will be delighted to know one of their students was hanging out with a prostitute...” the drunk leered.

Naruto bunched his fists at the implied insult to Ino, and stepped forward.

“Yes I can describe him, he’s a male in his mid 40s, balding a little, not so tall wearing a grey suit and I can give you his finger prints as well.” Ino said in an icy voice into her cell phone.

The drunk cast one last frustrated look at them then turned to hurry away. The chef breathed out and leaned against his cart as his legs started shaking.

“Oh he’s left, I guess there’s no point anymore, thankyou for listening.” Ino said a note of relief in her voice.

“No, I’m fine, I have my knight in shining armour to protect me.” She said thanking the person on the other end one last time before hanging up.

Naruto glanced at Ino who was calmly slipping her phone back into her tiny shoulderbag.

“Not bad.” He said. “Did you really ring the police?”

“Of course, a pervert like him needs to be reminded that girls can look after themselves too.” Ino said smartly, forgetting that she was supposed to be playing helpless and attractive.

Naruto grinned, for a Sasuke-fan this one had some fire in her.

Ino started to flutter her lashes like a defenseless deer when she remembered she was still clutching the bottle of sake. Naruto eyed the bottle with interest wondering what she was planning on doing with it now. Wondering if she’d give it to him.

“I suppose I should be getting home.” Ino said trying to pretend the bottle didn’t exist.

It was hard to play ‘maiden in distress’ while deathgripping a bottle of liquor but hey she was going to try. Ino cast a fearful glance at the street around them trying to project her apprehensiveness.

Seeing her look Naruto also checked out the mostly empty street with a suspicious look. A glance at the half empty bowl of noodles reminded him that he still hadn’t finished his meal, and on principal he didn’t like leaving food half-eaten. However his heroic principals were pushing him to offer to walk her home. Sometimes he hated not being a bastard like Sasuke.

Of course if he didn’t offer to walk her home he didn’t know what she was going to do with that sake bottle.
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Have faith in my plot, this is not going to be a harem story. I need the next part for the rest of the story. It has an actual place in the main storyline, which is of course SASU-SAKU-NARU unless you people don't want to see our favourite threesome get together? In which case, get the hell out of here.