We are back with a new roller-coaster! Welcome to the new attraction and please enjoy your ride.

Harmless Attraction(High School AU):

Hinata has an amazing one night stand with a stranger she met at a bar. Thinking she'd never see him again, fate has a funny way of handling her life. The man of her dreams has appeared before her as her student. "M-menma?" "Actually teach, it's Naruto."

How will she handle her teaching career with one of her students having a harmless attraction for her? (Spoiler alert it's not harmless)

Genre: Drama/Romance/Dark/Thriller/Hurt-Comfort/Obsession/Possessive/

CHAPTER ONE

Her skin felt alive. Heat blazing underneath the path of rough fingertips. Every inch that was blessed seemed to bloom and blossom deep down within her body.

Her mind was drowned with pleasure. Etching each breath, touch, and taste into her very core, as if it were a sacred ritual. The alcohol made her feel fuzzy or maybe it was the pounding heart that beat faster by the second.

She didn't know what it was, but she didn't want it to end.

Her lips separated, gasping for air, her legs quivering.

It felt wrong. It felt wrong to feel so much pleasure. Almost sinister.

The way she formed to him, body and soul. So vulnerable to his desire- her desires. The sheets tangling around them, gripping them as they tossed and turned in their delicious dance.

A certain spot was hit sending a shock wave throughout her body. "R-right there..." she whispered heatedly.

Her fingers tangled with blonde strands of hair, gripping on it for dear life as the man hoisted her up, holding her back with a strong arm.

"Tell me what you want-" he breathed against her neck. He kissed her there, pulse beating rapidly beneath his warm lips.

"More-" she gasped.

The electricity pulsated, her body shuddered, on the brink of release.

She was almost there. She just needed more. Right at the peak. It was within her grasp.

"M-more M-Menma-"

Her lashes fluttered as she looked upon the dark blue eyes that devoured her. Their bodies in sync as they moved against each other.

"Are you going to cum Hinata?"

He received a moan for an answer, making him smirk. He thrust up into her with quicker-harsher movements.

"Come on Hinata, cum for me."

She threw her arms around his neck, groaning loudly. She was almost there, just right there-

"Menma-"

*Beep*Beep*Beep*

A loud alarm went off, her sexual fantasy fading rapidly.

'Oh Kami...' Hinata groggily lift her head, feeling as though she was coming down from a high. Her hand shot out of the warm covers to tap her phone that buzzed loudly on her nightstand.

Her head plopped heavily into her fluffy white pillow. She gripped it to her face in frustration letting out a tiny scream. 'Stop haunting my dreams!'

In a little fit of irritation- and sexual frustration- the petite girl hopped out of bed to get ready for her first day. She cycled through her morning routine flawlessly, finding herself in front of her bathroom mirror. Maybe just a touch of eyeliner, nothing too much.

She pressed down her purple cardigan, getting the wrinkles out. Looking in the mirror she looked more like a librarian than a teacher. All she was missing were the... big square glasses... 'There they are.' Hinata reached for her glasses and placed them on her face. She reached up to open her cabinet, a bottle of pills fell out, clattering into her sink. Swiftly she picked up the full bottle and shoved it back in, closing the mirror.

'Maybe I should skip on the eyeliner...'

Her phone dinged causing her to throw a curious glance at it. With careful steps, she walked towards the nightstand. Placing a hand on top of the device before she could see who had messaged her.

'Is it him...' She bit her lip lightly, picking up the phone.

Her heart sunk a little when '10/10' popped up.

10/10: Have a good day! Don't let those little brats get to you! (Fist Emoji/ Pow Emoji)

Hinata couldn't help the small smile that graced her lips, of course, she'd be up this early. Ten-Ten was a gym junkie.

She quickly replied while grabbing her things.

She rushed out the door, black bag thrown over her shoulder and hands full of books and binders. She fiddled with her keys, walking towards her red Toyota Corolla.

"Mornin' Hinata!" A gruff voice hollered.

At the sound of her name, Hinata turned to wave to her neighbor who was getting out of his car. He had multiple tattoos scattered among his body, any piece of skin that showed you could see a hint of ink. He had a dragon tattoo crawling up his face and a reaper tattoo on his neck.

On top of his head was a blue beanie with messy brown hair sticking out.

"Good morning Kankuro, are you just now returning?" Hinata opened the back door to put her things in the seat. Her door creaked loudly as she shut it.

"Yeaaa, it was a wild night you know how it goes... you want a hit?" Kankuro lifted his bong with a wide grin. A picture of a naked lady making out with death on the front.

"No, thank you." Hinata laughed getting into her car. "It's my first day of teaching."

"Oooh, yeah yeah. Good luck with that. I'm about to clock out of my job." He waved making his way up to his porch.

"Goodnight," Hinata called making him snicker.

"Hey don't tell Temari I was out partying!"

She pulled out of her driveway, rolling her window down with a furrow of her brow. "What do you want me to say?"

"I dunno, maybe I was out looking for a job or something."

Hinata snorted, "At midnight?"

"Oh yeah huh... well I dunno make me sound great!" He saluted her as she shook her head, driving off.

Her hands gripped her steering wheel tightly as she drove. "It's okay, you can do this." She whispered to herself. She looked into the mirror and back at the road as she talked to herself.

"I can do this."

"I am anxious, b-but." Hinata hissed at the end. Twisting her lips in frustration.

'Disgusting' Her father's favorite word of her spat in her mind.

Stupid stutter. She worked really hard to not stammer, going to speech therapy for years, and therapy in general.

Her finger smashed against the power button of her radio. The music coming on as she tried to distract herself from her thoughts. She had a long drive ahead of her.

Finally, she made it to school, the big letters of Konoha High School loomed over her. With one last deep breath, she trudged on to her classroom.

Some kids and teachers greeted her and she returned it with a smile and soft good mornings.

It was just another job- just another day. As if on queue, her brain switched into autopilot. Her body going through the motions and her eyes seeing nothing truly.

The bell rang and the kids shuffled into the room with excitement.

Their enthusiastic chatter filled the place with white noise.

The second bell rang signaling for the class to start.

Hinata placed her hands on her desk as she got up to close the door. She pushed it in to unhook it, the door slowly closing.

"Wait up!" A hearty chuckle caught her attention.

"Oh-" Hinata stepped back as she reached for the door but she didn't stop it from closing, the handle slipping right past her fingers.

A man with wild blonde hair, blue eyes, and fox-like whiskers jogged down the hall, another young man behind him walking quickly but not jogging.

The boy stopped in front of her panting, leaning his hands upon his knees. "Made it!" He laughed looking upon her fully, his laugh fell immediately. Eyes growing wide at the sight of her.

They both stood there just as shocked to see each other.

'It's... it's him!'

"M-m-Menma..." She whispered.

He licked his lips slowly before averting his gaze. "Actually teach, it's Naruto."

"Why-why are you... here?" Hinata questioned, she blinked a few times. Trying to process it all, the man that haunted her dreams, night after night. Leaving her restless and wanting. Is now standing in front of her all of a sudden.

His eyes returned to her own, but they were dark. It was nothing like how he looked at her before. He glared upon her, letting out a snort. "What does it look like."

"Wh-what..." Hinata was astonished. His gaze pinned her with something she was guilty of- but she didn't know what of. "I- d-don't understand..." She looked at the other boy who finally arrived, Naruto's glower changing to a bright sunny smile.

The boy turned to Sasuke with a grin, "I told you we'd make it Sasuke!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes pointing to his digital watch, "It's 8:09 dobe," The young man turned to her and bowed slightly at the hip, "Sorry, we are late Ms. Hyuga...After all these years... Naruto still doesn't know how to be on time."

Hinata nodded her head lightly, "It-it's okay...uh." She stopped mid-sentence, eyes lingering on the backpack in the blonde's grip.

He was a student?

Her student?

She slept with...

'Oh .no...' Hinata felt her mouth go dry. 'Dishonorable. How dishonorable...if father found out about this he'd-he'd'

"Excuse me." Sasuke quirked his brow, bringing Hinata out of her inner turmoil. "Are you going to let us in... or are we in trouble?"

"Uh- Yes-yes! I mean- no you aren't in trouble. I'll let it slide t-today." Hinata shifted around to open the door, pulling it wide to let the boys in. Her grip a little too tight as her knuckles turned white.

"Late on the first day? Of course." a pink-haired girl hollered at the boys as they walked in. She jumped off her table patting the one next to her. "Sit here Sasuke I saved you a seat!"

Sasuke sighed sitting in the seat being it the only one available, "Next time I'm going to leave you Naruto."

"We know you guys are butt buddies so we saved you a seat too Naruto." a platinum blonde girl with her hair up in a high pony pointed behind Sasuke as he plopped down in the back row.

As soon as he sat down he tapped Sasuke on the arm to get his attention "Hey, it wasn't my fault! I didn't hear my alarm!"

"With how heavy he sleeps that's believable, not even a tornado would wake him up." Ino laughed making the group snicker and Naruto pout.

The chatter carried on in the room. The white noise becoming too apparent to her. Hinata walked in and dinged the little bell on her desk, a tool she used when she worked as an assistant. Her voice being a little too small to speak loudly over the commotion. The class quieted down as all heads shifted towards her.

She tried her best to look at everyone, but sometimes she found her gaze lingering on the dark blue orbs that seemed to stick out like a sore thumb.

"Uh-um..." She gulped. Goodness was she a stuttering mess, before he showed up she was well-grounded. Ready to tackle this day full on.

Now...That was all thrown out the window and stomped on.

Why? Why Kami? Is this some kind of sick joke? Above all, she couldn't understand why he was angry with her.

"I-I'd like y-you to grab out a sheet of paper for your first assignment." She walked around her desk to grab a marker. Popping it open as she wrote on the board.

"My name is Hyuga Hinata. I-I like to draw, read, and dance." She wrote on the board, some whispered about how pretty she was. Another hushed chit chat was about her stutter.

"Over the summer-" Hinata froze, her marker hovering over the whiteboard by an inch. The one night that actually mattered through her summer flashed in her mind, a blush creeping on her face. "I-I went to the beach." She period the sentence with a loud tap and turned around quickly, capping the marker.

"S-Simple right?" Her chest heaved as she scanned the room briefly, trying to avoid those damn blue eyes that watched her like a hawk.

Some nodded and some released some sighs of contentment at their first easy task. Papers and backpacks rustled as the students got to it. Silent chatter filled the room- becoming white noise again.

Hinata sat down in her office chair, rolling it into her desk as she grabbed something to busy herself. She needed to get herself together. Her autopilot going into malfunction because of the man of her sexual dreams appearing in front of her and being her STUDENT!

It took every willpower of her being to not slam her head directly into her desk and just hope she'd wake up from whatever nightmarish dream she was having. How old was he anyway? Worse case 17 best case 18, but even then that doesn't dismiss the fact that he is a senior in high-school! She thought he was at least 21! How else did he get into that bar?

Her pen tapped against her paper rhythmically. She shouldn't have gone to that stupid bar, shouldn't have let the blonde seduce her with his boyish charm and stupid smile, and shouldn't have given him her number- which he never messaged her anyway.

It's not like it mattered. He didn't want her. Even though he said- he just lied. She wanted to go out on a date with him, be in his arms again like he promised. Maybe it was for the better that he never called, nor text. A sign perhaps. The situation could have been much worse right?

"Teacher!"

Hinata jolted with a slam of her binder, "Y-yes?"

She looked over to the platinum blonde, an annoyed expression on the girl's face. "Shikamaru is putting smoked weed as what he did over his break!"

The pineapple haired man was leaning back in his seat, feet propped up on the desk as he shrugged, hands behind his head. "It's what I did."

Hinata looked at him with a scolding expression, "I-If you could put something more appropriate please, and feet on the floor."

Shikamaru sighed bringing his feet down, "Snitch."

That only made Ino bite her lip in a taunting manner.

Hinata returned her attention back to her binder, she had written out her plan a thousand times, she already knew what she was doing for the semester. She just had to keep her mind busy, she didn't need to think of-

"Hey, Naruto."

'Him.' Hinata looked up discreetly. Her eyes glancing over her glasses at the back of the room. The pink-haired girl was leaning back on Ino's desk looking over at Naruto. She was trying to look at his paper, leaning her head to the side with curious eyebrows poked up.

"What are you writing?" She tried to see over his arms but he moved it out of her view.

"None of your business." He stuck his tongue out childishly.

Sasuke was resting in his seat already finished with the assignment. He looked over his shoulder as Naruto leaned over his paper, not allowing him to see either.

"Really?" Sasuke looked at the goofy smile on the boy's face but didn't care enough to continue to snoop.

Hinata quickly dropped her gaze when the boy shifted his attention towards her. She pretended like she was scribbling something down, her pen never producing any ink as it hovered over the paper.

After a few more minutes she finally stood to collect the work and pass out the syllabus. She passed by each desk, setting down a package and grabbing their paper. When she got to the blonde's desk her heels faltered for a second.

He leaned back with a devilish smirk.

Sliding the paper up with a swipe of his hand, "Here ya go, Ms. Hinata."

"That's Ms. Hyuga t-to you."

Hinata reached for the paper but he moved it before she could touch it.

His dark orbs trapping her.

Her palms felt sweaty the more she stood in front of him.

"Ah- Of course of course. Sorry teach, just thought we could develop a more closer...relationship." He chuckled at the way her face flushed red, finally handing her his sheet.

She clenched her teeth together as she dropped a package on his desk with a loud slap, catching some of the attention of his friends.

Flustered she quickly walked away.

Sakura clicked her tongue, "Already pissing off the teacher?"

"My specialty!"

"Ugh, poor Hyuga doesn't know how troublesome the world's biggest knucklehead can be."

"She will. Soon enough."

For the rest of the class, Hinata talked about her expectations and what they will be going over in her English course. After the bell rang everyone rushed out to get to their next block.

All the students left out in a sweep, the blonde boy being washed away with the herd. It wasn't like she was looking for him... or anything...

The classroom was finally empty for a brief five minutes. The day continued, with Hinata trying to adjust the best she could.

Finally, it was over, Hinata quickly made it to her car. When she got in she shut the door quickly and drove off. It would just be best for her if she just pretended what happened between them didn't happen. Completely forget about the blonde man named Menma, and her one night with him.

She pulled up to her small house, the sun dipping down, casting an orange glow. As she got out the fresh-cut of grass hit her nose.

"Hey, Hinata!" Kankuro waved walking towards his car.

"Goodmorning Kankuro." She laughed getting her stuff out of her vehicle. "Off to start your day?" She shut her door with her back, closing it with a slam.

"You got me." He grinned playfully, "Hey how was your first day at school?"

"Oh." Hinata breathed deeply, shaking her head as she passed it off as no big deal. "It was fine- fine. Just fine."

"Ok..." Kankuro raised a brow, he's been her next-door neighbor for two months but he has picked up on somethings about her. Mainly the stutter. It only truly came out when she was anxious about something. "Did any of the kids give you a hard time?"

"No...I think I'm just nervous- I don't know if I made the r-right first impression you know."

"Naw, you are great Hinata! I am sure the kids will love you. Honestly, I wish you taught me, maybe I wouldn't have ended up as a low life." He laughed at his self-deprecating joke.

"Kankuro-" Hinata began, "You just need time to get back on your feet."

"Yeah-"

"I know you can do it. Oh and thank you for mowing my lawn, I'll be sure to make you some baked goodies when I can."

"Oh- uh no worries." Kankuro smiled as she walked away. He tapped the hood of his car with his knuckles, watching as the purple-haired girl went inside. With one last wave, she shut the door.

Hinata took the time to unwind. Taking a warm shower and making herself a cup of tea with a cinnamon bun to go with it. With her mini snack, she walked to her office to sit in her chair. She sipped her tea, shuffling through the students' papers as she read through them. She got through all of her other classes, getting to her first block.

She took a little more interest with one of the papers which had pretty cursive handwriting, it read:

Sakura Haruno

I like to shop, surf, and cheer.

Over the summer I went camping with my best friends at one of the best resorts. We told ghost stories and stayed up all night laughing and playing games. I also taught Naruto and Sasuke how to surf, they absolutely suck at it. Ino was a pro.

Hinata leaned into her fist, taking a steady sip of her tea. Sakura is the pink-haired girl that sits by Sasuke and in front of Ino. She's pretty loud and seems to enjoy the attention. The best friend of Ino and has a huge crush on the moody black-haired boy. It wasn't hard to tell with the way she stared at him. He seemed rather annoyed with the affection but he doesn't push her away. Maybe in some way, he likes it.

Hinata flipped the paper over, the writing on the next one was just as pretty but not in cursive. Almost like they practiced having identical writing styles. This one had scribbles and flower doodles bordering the paper.

*Ino Yamanaka*

*Cheer* *Hanging out with friends* *Horseback riding*

*During the summer break, I went horseback riding with my favorite horse Majesty! She's a pretty spotted horse with brown/black/white specs. She is truly beautiful with a lushes black mane. No one wanted her because of her odd coloring but she was so unique a wallflower like me!*

The girl let out a snort at her 'wallflower' connection with her horse. Ino seemed like a sweet spunky girl who also cherished attention just like Sakura. The greatest pair.

Hinata went through more papers getting to the stoic Uchiha's page.

He seemed to be Naruto's best friend. His handwriting was rather elegant, each letter written with such divinity...

Sasuke Uchiha

Nothing.

I finished my summer homework.

...Yet very simple.

'...Interesting.' Hinata moved the page out of the way, halting as she looked at the page beneath it.

The handwriting was a little more rough and sloppy, but not too bad where she couldn't read it- like some other papers.

I enjoy licking your body, feeling your skin, hearing you moan

It's all I could think about over the summer

Hinata slammed Sasuke's paper back on top of the other one, her breath catching in her throat. It had no name on it but she had a good guess of who's it was.

This couldn't be happening. She put both of her hands to her face, groaning into them. Her phone let out a muffled ding, bringing her back to reality. She quickly dug through her bag looking for the cellular device.

'Could it be?' She thought, finally finding it she lifted it up to see Temari had messaged her. Why did a part of her feel as though it were him? Hinata grabbed her cinnamon bun, munching on it slowly.

She opened the text with a tap of her finger, the green bubble popped open.

Temari: "Hey girlie, how was your first day? "

Hinata: "It was good. I only had one student get in trouble so nothing too bad."

Temari: "There's always one. Speakingggg of trouble, my brother isn't causing you any is he?"

Hinata: No! Your brother is a lifesaver, he mowed my lawn for me. It was kind of overgrown..."

Temari: "That boy, I swear he's just trying to get in your pants, I can kick him out if you want!"

Hinata: "No! He is great, I don't mind him at all."

There was a brief pause, Temari taking a while to respond.

Temari: "Do you still think about him?"

Hinata's jaw tensed as she read the message. The correct answer, yes. How could she not when he was in her class... Maybe she should resign... It would be the best thing for her to do.

Hinata: "No. It was just a one night stand."

Temari: "Don't worry hina, I'm sure you will forget about what's his face in no time. He missed out on a good one and that's his loss!"

Hinata: Yeah, you are right! Thank you, Temari (Heart emoji)

Hinata sat her phone down, her hand moving over to Sasuke's paper to brush it aside.

Her fingers traced over the words as if she were reading brail, 'It's all I could think about over the summer...'

She felt disgusted with herself, because of how she felt. She wanted to be with him more than anything, the way he made her feel was surreal. He made her feel wanted and...something more. He thought her stutter was cute, said it didn't matter. He wanted to take her out on a date but she never received a message... Hinata had really hoped he would... but now it was wrong. They couldn't have a relationship. There was no way...

She'd have to talk to him. To let him know what happened was a mistake and they had to let it go.

*Outside of Hinata's home*

A black mustang sat outside across the street. Two shadows sitting in the front seat. One of them watching the house closely.

Hinata walked over to her bedroom window wearing her pajamas, dragging the curtains closed, soon after the lights went off and the house was dark.

"Is that the girl you met at the bar?"

"Mhm..."

"You know usually when you go after an older woman you want someone who has their shit together... she seems like she does not."

"It's how I like them. Broken and in needing of fixing."

"There's plenty of girls around our age that are like that."

"She's different... I like her."

"If you say so..."

"...You think she liked my paper?"

"We will see tomorrow if she rips your head off... and try to not be late this time."

Author Note: Here we are with another journey! I just have to say thank you so much for all of you who have supported me in my last story, it's really what made the whole thing feel special and honestly it's really what kept me motivated. I had so much positive feedback I wanted to type this up the next day but I had to be patient haha. Anyways I hope I get just as much equal support on this story as my first so please review, it makes me super happy when I read what you guys have to say (even if it's just hi c:)