Ramen Delights

I do not own Naruto

And I still haven’t figured out what to do about Kakashi and the lady situation. He’s downright being a stubborn git about who to go with and that’s why no lemony goodness, so don’t blame me blame him! And I have looked and done my reasearch. Yeah there may be more with Kurenai then Shizune but skimming through both pairings...they equally sucked lemon wise. So working on figuring it out. Because don't forget even though I am loathe to use him, there is still Gai and Baki from the Sand who want in.

They be pestering me to...

As to Sakura, I did figure out one for her....heh, heh....and the lucky man for Sakura will be as one suggested on another site as well as come up with a humdinger of a reason. DUN DUN! Kiba!

So, the official and no having me change my mind couples are Naruto/Hinata, Neji/TenTen, Sasuke/Ino, Shikamaru/Temari, Anko/Iruka, and Kiba/Sakura...

Don’t know about Kakashi, Shino, Kankuro, or Chouji still....Although someone suggested I do one with Gaara and Matsuri hmmmmm, that one has possibilities. Anyway if you all have not figured it out that this is a lemon/lime series. You are blind as a bat.

This one is Anko/Iruka and the theme song for this one is When the Lights Go out by 5ive

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Soba

Running around looking for a particular Chuunin, Anko in mid break stopped at Ichiraku’s for some ramen. Becoming a friend/teacher of life in general to the gaki and his friends, the older woman had found herself coming to the ramen stand almost as much as she goes to the one for Dango.

Loving the sweet kind of pastry like nothing else, the fact that Teuchi had worked on a soba or plum flavored one as others would call it for her, flattered Anko to no end. Being who she was it was not often anyone did something just for her.

Too many people still associated her with that bastard of an ex-sensei. When Sasuke had been dragged back kicking and screaming to a degree, the egotistical brat in her opinion merited killing right then and there.

But she had promptly changed her mind when he had told her he killed the slimy snake.

That made her day.

She partied all night.

Now recently though as the Rookies had gotten older, Anko as well as some of their former senseis had noticed that among some of them an intense chemistry of sorts was forming.

Hell bets were even going on as to who would get with whom. The fact that Naruto had finally acknowledged Hinata had earned her a lot of money. And well boy did he ever acknowledge her.

Lucky gal...

Naruto really did have one fine ass.

He gets it from Iruka.

Yes, she knew the Chuunin teacher was not his father. But as she and many of the other jounin had noticed as the blonde idiot grew up. If there was anyone who acted more like it, it was the academy teacher.

Not much to look at it like Kakashi, Genma, Kotetsu or even any of the Uchihas when they had been alive, but yet the teacher had a fan club among the Kuniochi. Why?

It was because of the blonde kid. Watching the child and Iruka interact, had stirred many a woman’s tender heart into realizing that if anyone would be a wonderful dad. It would be the brown haired man.

She herself had fantasized about a possible future with the Chuunin.

One that even now as she finishes her sweet and yet savory noodles, that she intends to go find and get herself a piece of. Unlike the other women, Anko will now no longer be little miss nice girl.

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Unaware of the plot of a certain woman to find him, Iruka found himself working on some papers from his latest batch of students. His mind occupied, with facts and notes on what is right and what is wrong with each student’s report. He can’t help after an hour or so, but lean back and pinch his nose between his fingers.

Gaining something of a headache, the quiet and studious Chuunin gives a small little chuckle. Every so often, since his favored blonde student had left, Iruka would allow his memories of some of the more eventful pranks the child would play get into his mind to cheer him up.

Like the one against Mizuki.

Even if at the time, the silver haired Chuunin was still a friend, Naruto’s invention at that time had caused the man to be quite musical. Just it was not using an instrument....

Who knew that particular mix of powder would have such a gaseous reaction?

Stretching his arms out to work out some kinks in his back as he chuckled, the resourceful teacher returned to working on his students papers.

Hence when Anko had made her dynamic entrance as she usually does, Iruka was hardly fazed as that was nothing compared to some of the more explosive stuff Naruto had done.

There was the paint fiasco his first year...

The garbage one was during the beginning of his third year, which was repeated two months later. First one didn’t sit well with the blonde as he didn’t like the results apparently as he told Iruka when he caught the unrepentant child.

Compared to his entrances and stunts, hers was actually quite tame.

So turning back to his paperwork, he began to ignore her. But that is when her scent hit him.

Over the years, thanks to that ramen loving former student of his and some of his more interesting pranks, Iruka’s senses was as strong as an Inuzuka’s nowadays. The Chuunin could definitely smell the heated state of the woman coming towards him with intent.

Like any red blooded male who saw the way the woman dressed, the kind hearted teacher was indeed interested in what she was offering. But also knowing her nature, he also knew that Anko would try to dominate him. Thinking his kindness would allow her to control whatever happens.

Well, that did have possibilities, but the fact of the matter was this. He was not interested in being dominated all the time. He needed a measure of control as well.

“Oh Iruka-kun...”

“Do sit down Anko.” The brown haired man replied as he grabbed another paper to look over. Groaning a bit as some of the answers was just plainly showing the lack of any study whatsoever, he had a feeling that one of the most promising students physically was not going to pass mentally.

It was then that he found himself with the curvy body of his guest within his lap. Raising a single eyebrow, he gently but firmly shoved her off of his lap.

“Did I say on my lap Anko?”

An irate look upon her features as she had landed rather provocatively on the floor, the woman had gotten up. About to leave, she was surprised as that same voice said something strongly and with a commanding tone.

“Did I say you could leave either?”

Normally this kind of attitude would completely tick her off. But yet something about the way it was said. The way his voice had an almost sexual nature, intrigued her.

“So where do you suggest I sit then?”

“Right there.” Iruka responded without missing a beat. His head notched to a desk directly in front of him. The dark haired woman going to it and sitting there with relative ease, her relaxed and confident nature evident, Iruka gives a small smile as he wonders what it will take to unnerve her.

“What brings you here to my classroom Anko?”

Leaning forward, her coat was already deliberately spreading to show off her cleavage under the mesh that she wore.

”Can’t a girl come visit a guy at work?”

“But your not just any girl, are you Anko Mitarashi?” Iruka said with a gentle but yet firm tone of voice that hinted at a domineering personality. Although it is a side of him that mostly children see, Anko this time could definitely hear the commanding tone in his voice demanding an answer.

“Yes.”

A slow smile crossing the chuunin’s lips, he continued grading papers. “And so then why are you here?” He stated as he looked at a paper in front of him. “Do take off your coat.”

For the first time in a while, Anko felt herself turning a bright shade of pink. The urge to leave rising within her as once again she was not asked. Still though, she remained where she was. Because as her arms rode up to slide the leather off her body, the handsome chunnin looked up with his eyes that seemed to dare her to disobey him...

Eyes which were dark and filled with a passionate hunger waiting to be unleashed, for which Anko had a hidden desire to be the one with him when it did.

“I’m waiting Anko.”

Sliding her coat off, she felt the cool air hit her body through the mesh. Nipples becoming peaks against the tightness, she watches his gaze devour them as she answers.

“To see you.

“And why is that?” He responded as he looked at another student’s papers. His eyes roaming over her body, she can’t help but feel the fluttering in her belly flare. “The skirt now...and do it slow.”

Standing up, her hands moving to her skirt, she slid it slow down her hips. Pale skin smooth and perfect, her sex damp now as despite the fact he is looking at his papers, she can feel the strength of his gaze upon her.

Stepping out of her skirt and laying it on the desk beside her, the woman was about to sit back down when she was startled by his voice.

“You haven’t answered me yet Anko.” Iruka said quietly. “So remain standing up and spread your legs apart. Hands behind your back, keep the mesh on.”

Watching as he finished the last of his papers, the Chuunin watched and waited for her answer. Getting up and out of his chair, Iruka grabbed onto a meter stick, for which he held casually across his arms. Coming around towards the front he leaned back against his desk just out of range of her arms.

“Well?”

“I...saw Naruto and Hinata.”

His hand lifting and sliding the ruler against her skin, Iruka just raised an eyebrow as she trembled.

“Really and just what were they doing?” He said slowly as he brushed the hard age against the curve of her hip. The mesh catching the ruler every so often, the net material would lift and shift across her breasts. Her nipples caught in it, felt the tugs each and every time.

A sound of pleasure emanating from her lips, she manages to still remain firmly standing up.

“She was touching him.”

“How Anko, tell me.” He said as he lifted the meter stick. Brushing the hard wood against her nipples, causing her breath to catch as they seemed to get harder...

Aching as they are now, if Anko was a betting woman, she knows the mesh would hang on its own if she was to take it off.

“Touching his skin...touching his...” A low hiss coming out of her lips as the meter stick lowers; she fights the urge to collapse as he bends forward to blow warm air across her breasts. Her arms ready to clutch onto him for she was hungry for it now, his words stopped her.

“Back behind your back Anko.”

The control evident, the woman felt the urge to obey rise within her again. Not used to the feeling, she is about to flee when she lets out a sound of shock mixed with hunger as the fluttering within her belly soars.

Iruka... That mere Chuunin which she should be able to overpower and easily considering she was a rank above him. The man known for his kindness and gentle nature... was sliding the flat side of the meter stick between her legs and tapping her sex repeatedly.

The little nub growing more sensitive with each pat of the wooden stick it causes her breath to get heavier. Stronger with each tap, he stops and just moves the flat side back and forth.

”What did she touch Anko?” Iruka said softly. “What did Hinata do to him?”

Her breath catching with the rubs against her sex, Anko found herself longing for his hand, his manhood, anything to penetrate her. To take this feeling of desperation out of her system as he stirs the fires within her body, she whimpers as her knees shake.

The teacher seeing this lets out a sly smile as her sex makes the wood of his ruler a rich brown color rather then the golden color. Wet as she is, he can tell she is on the verge of loosing it.

“She....shee...” The flat edge of the ruler becoming the rigid sighs, the woman felt her heat beginning to pool down the sides of her legs. Iruka watching just looks at her. The bulge in his pants evident, the fact that he has yet to react like she was...

Was something that bothered and yet, thrilled her to her very core...?

“Answer me Anko or I will stop.” The man whispered softly as he came close to her ear. The ruler still teasing her body it is removed as his hand takes its place. Pinching and pulling at her sex, she struggles to speak.

“She...she...godddd” The Snake Mistress moaned out as her legs finally went out from under her. Iruka catching her, he smiles softly as his fingers continue to do it still. His arm the support for her body, her arms this time are fully trapped and can not be moved.

“Tell me Anko...tell me or I will stop and you will not get what you so desperately want.”

His fingers sliding in between her woman folds, she can’t help but tighten around his hand. A little dip into her sex by a long forefinger and she fights the urge to shut down and just orgasm right there.

“I’m waiting...”

“She...toouched his nipples. Hiss...chesst...hiss....”

“Cock?” Iruka whispered as he curled the finger within her. Her mind soaring to new heights as another goes in, the only thing she can do is nod her head in response to his question.

“I see...and you watched all this?” He chuckled softly. His breath warm in her ear, her only response was a low moan of pleasure.

“Pleaseee”

“Pleassee what Anko?” He murmured as he spoke to her. “Give you release?”

“YES!”

“What would you give me for it Anko?” He whispered as he licked the shell of her ear. “Would you let me take you? Would you allow me to make you scream with pleasure not once not twice but many times.”

Barely comprehending his words, she could feel at least three fingers now within her sex. Moving faster then ever, her body was literally shaking with wanton heat and need to explode. His words spurring her body, her muscles tightening instinctively around his hands....

“God yes! Please...Please Irukaaaa”

“Then do so...”

His three words setting her off, Iruka smiled as his hand filled with her release. Warm and thick like the sweetest honey, it flows like a river into his palms. His dark eyes glittering with promises of later, he gentle lays her on the floor. His hand releasing her as he reaches for her two items of clothes, he smiles as he drapes her trench coat over her body...

“Rest Anko...” He whispers against her lips. His breath the only thing touching them, her lips part as she tries to lift up to meet them. A gentle push of his hand, he can not help but smile as she whimpers in protest.

“Rest Anko....”

“Why?”

Bending down he says one last statement in her ear. Warm and sensual neither one notices the red energy binding them both together.

“Because right now...you can not keep up with me,” He said in amusement. Returning to her desk at her incredulous look, he can’t help but wonder if she realizes that in all the years of chasing after his favorite little moron.

That the gaki has given him the same kind of stamina he has in more ways then one...

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Just grins happily as she looks at everyone...I’M BACCCKKKKKKK

Now most of you would think that Anko would be the one in control. But you must respect Iruka if you think about it. After having to teach the Rookie 9 and who knows how many others. He’s bound to be a bit of a control freak at times.