I had this stuck in my head, so I put it down. Here it is, let my know if you like and maybe we'll talk about a sequel ;)

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Sakura Sensei:
Sidetracked!

The forest was calm and humid as Sakura led her genin team to a D rank mission, much to their dissatisfaction. She was annoyed slightly that she had to accompany them to their easy mission, but she also didn't mind much. She was a sensei now and she had to teach the little budding students how to become shinobi, no matter the boredom she'd endure.

But she had a little plan to keep herself occupied, just like her old sensei had something to keep himself occupied...

Sakura looked behind to be sure the three kids were on her tail ,and to her disappointment she was one down. She instantly stopped on a tree branch and turned, hands on hips in indignation.

The first to make it to her was Shiori, the most colorful of her group. And when she said colorful, she meant in personality's sense. The girl wore only black, one of those Goth enthusiasts. Sakura had missed the fad when she was growing up and it made the twenty-two year woman feel old. She just couldn't understand the reason they wore such gaudy, ugly clothes.

Shiori stood and looked over to her sensei with pink eye-shadow crowing her eyelashes and a wide smile spread across her face that said clearly 'he's gonna get it!'.

"Tatsuya slowed down on purpose!" she said and grinned with the slightly competitive malice of a twelve year old girl.

Sakura rolled her eyes and looked over to Naoto as he sat down and sighed, his baby-soft pale blonde hair falling over his eyes. "Tatsuya's edgy today, sensei. He's mad about the mission…"

"Yeah, he's just a big party pooper." Shiori said and poked a black-nailed finger at her pouty lips; she'd practiced a lot to get the move sort of sexy. Though it was, in actuality, a bit funny to see on the young girl…

Sakura frowned some more and glared out over the expansion of trees, searching for her missing student. That brat is going to drive me nuts! However Kakashi sensei dealt with us is a mystery, but sometimes this kid's worse than all of us were; combined!

She spotted the jet black hair of the missing boy and shot him her most disappointed gaze with expertise; she'd done so many times. Little did she know how much she resembled a mother to them when she did things like that…

Tatsuya stopped and looked up at his teacher through the dark locks of hair that he always brushed down over his eyes. "Hm." He mumbled, which always reminded Sakura of Sasuke…

She nearly slapped her face to steer her thoughts away from the still missing nin. They'd all but given up on him...

"You need to stay with this team, Tatsuya." she said, forcing all thoughts of the man from her mind. She wanted to be focused on her students. "They might be the ones to save your skin one day."

The boy snorted, as expected, and that earned the equally inevitable howling from Shiori.

"Wha…! You baka, you're so conceited!" She flipped her platinum hair over her shoulder and sighed with practiced dramatics.

Tatsuya just shrugged his shoulders and looked up at Sakura, knowing he'd listen to her orders eventually. He didn't know why, but she was the only adult he'd ever respected…

"Fine, I'll keep up. I just don't get why we have to clean up some old ladies farm as a stupid mission!"

Sakura smirked and laid a hand on his hair in a motherly way. She always felt like they were her own kids when they were with her, and she felt the need to nurture and protect them. They'd brought out her maternal side...

Becoming a sensei was the best thing she could have done with her life and she never once regretted it.

Sakura waited for them to stand and then they took off, racing through the trees for the last mile. They finally reached the village that the old woman's farm was located near and the four off them walked through the market, like a line of ducks following the adult.

Many eyes watched them; the petite but commanding woman with delicate pink hair and her row of students: the quirky platinum-haired girl, the laid back blonde smiling along, and the brooding black-haired boy in the rear, muttering to himself.

A dark set of eyes watched the sensei in particular, seeing no others but her. Her hair was long again and it flew like a banner of pride behind her back as she led her brood behind, smiling back at them; especially so to the bad-tempered boy in the rear.

He watched from the shadows of the dingy open-aired bar, nursing his sake with a tongue that no longer wanted a taste of the bitter alcohol. He suddenly had a sweet-tooth…

One of his companions, a red-haired banshee, was pulling on his shirt, moaning in despair as he ignored her. A white-haired man on his left with sharpened incisors began bickering with her, taking her continuously buzzing chatter out of his aching ears.

He continued his surveillance of the four of them when suddenly there was a scuffle between the little girl with the ugly black dress and the broody boy; they began howling like monkeys at each other...

Sakura and the pale blonde boy watched from the side, looking on with eyes that said they'd seen it all before as the two kids threw punches at each other and raged on with random, harmless insults.

"Don't talk about me right behind my back, you pussy!" the girl hissed like an angry kitten and swiped at the boy with some amature sort of chakra attack.

The man saw Sakura pale and grit her teeth as she stepped up and grabbed the girl's messy pony tail with force. "Hey! You do not talk like that!" she snapped and then glared up at the boy's next sentence.

"Yeah, don't be a bitch!"

Sakura had flames in her eyes as she brutally head-locked the dark-haired boy and dragged him along, the other two students following along with smiles as wide as a river.

The man at the bar smirked at the scene, reminded all to well off his own old genin days. Technically he was still one, but after killing plenty of S-ranked criminals over the years, it hardly counted.

He watched the sensei and her students until they left his sight and he stood, feeling the need to do something interesting for a change. It had been boring beyond all reason lately…

"Hey! Where are you going?!" he heard the howler monkey scream at from behind, but he continued walking away.

"Don't follow." He muttered, though he might have screamed it as an order, because all three of his companions knew he wasn't to be crossed...

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Sakura smiled widely as her students bowed to the little old woman from where they stood in the center of the farm.

"Thank you for your contribution to the village, you won't be disappointed from my students' work," she said, "And thanks for giving them an outlet for such special training." she smiled, overly sweet to her students who glowered up at her, save Naoto.

The old lady smiled, remembering the pink-haired woman from ten years before when the younger version had been with a hyper blonde boy, a broody black-haired young man, and a calm, happy-looking sensei. "My pleasure, truly!"

Sakura looked down at her students and noted their expressions; Shiori looked pained, Naoto looked calm and smiley, and Tatsuya looked murderous. Just like her old companions when they'd been team seven…

She shook her head and looked up at the old woman with a smirk. "Well, I'm off. You kids listen to everything she tells you and you'll get a reward in the evening, Tatsuya…" she muttered under breath, knowing he heard her clearly.

The boy gulped silently and knew he shouldn't ignite her ire more than two times in one day, so he just shrugged and mumbled "Hm," bad-temperedly as he followed the old woman along with his peers.

"Bye, Sakura sensei!" Shiori called back, hoping to get taken along with the woman on her errands.

"Nice try, Shiori!" she replied and waved at Naoto as he smiled back in farewell. She loved his personality; nice, calm, and he had strong chakra control which made him quite formidable during training.

Sakura watched after her kids a moment more, then turned and leaped into the trees. She ran for a while, until she made it to her favorite spring that Tsunade brought her to once every year.

She began to undress and the man, cloaking his chakra within the trees, began to grow warmer.

Sakura zipped down her signature red vest, dropped it to the side to take off her nearly see-through white undershirt. Unfortunately she was wearing a red and black bra-like device over her nicely endowed chest, then she went on to her shirt, and then to her black knee-length leggings.

As she peeled the cloth off, he got a perfect view of her tight ass wrapped in a matching red and black bikini.

With a whoop she dived into the water and swan beneath the surface, the rays of the sun that peeked through the leaves above spotted her back as she moved. Her hair floated along her tightly muscled back and she arched herself up to the surface, breathing blissfully as the liquid parted for her exit.

Sakura lied back, forcing herself to float, and she looked up at the tree tops as the wind blew over the surface of the large spring. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the coolness of the water, letting herself drift away.

She heard a mild noise within the drum of the water surrounding her ears and her head shot up as she looked over the surface and surrounding area. She assumed it was a fish or a bird, so she laid her head back and continued floating away.

Sakura screamed as arms shot out of the water, wrapping her around her middle, and she jerked as she found herself dragged under the surface. She kicked against the arms that held her, vice-like, and she reached back, trying to claw the skin of the face of her attacker. Whoever they were, they grabbed her hand and somehow got them both on to the rocks behind where the water fell from above.

She marveled at how he managed to not slip on the mossy surfaces with a full five feet of raging woman in his arms.

Sakura slashed back again, this time he released her waist and caught her other wrist, spun her around. She met face to face with the man of her wet dreams…

"Sasuke!" she snarled and ripped her hand from his grasp to slap him. He grabbed her wrist roughly once more, spun her around and pinned her to the wet wall beneath the waterfall.

"That is the first and last time you'll ever hit me." He breathed in her ear and forced her blood to boil with inner heat.

"What the hell were you thinking?" she snapped and tried, again, to get free.

"Hn."

Before she could head butt him, he assaulted her mouth with his own and had her mind hazy in an instant. Sasuke had her hands against the rocks above her head and he felt her try and get free.

She shocked him by delving her tongue into his mouth unexpectedly and that gave her enough leeway to pull her wrists free and tangle her fingers into his silky black hair.

Sasuke crushed her body to his as a heady wave of desire threatened his sanity, and his hands roamed down to her ass. He boosted her petite but strong body up so her legs wrapped around his waist, and a hand rose up to her red bra thingy.

Sakura moaned as he ripped his mouth from hers, then gasped as he pulled the bikini top down and captured her hardened nipple, nipping slightly. Her light cry of lust had him hard and quivering like a stallion and he wanted nothing more than to drive them both to the edge.

"Sakura…" he groaned and his fingers found her entrance, wet and ready. He felt his whole body tremble with desire at her eagerness and he looked up at her eyes. They were misty with lust and darker green than normal. She knew exactly what he wanted and she nodded dully, mind lulled by deep desire for him.

She wondered how it had moved so fast, so powerful that they had each other moaning for more with only a kiss. They'd barely seen each other for more than a moment before attacking one another. God, maturing was an odd thing...

Sasuke pushed aside her bikini panties and he entered her swiftly, felt something break within her warmth. He felt her instantly rigid, and it hadn't even crossed his mind that she might have been a virgin. The thought rocked his conscience and made him both humbled and hornier. He was her first…

All indignation flew out the window when she suddenly rocked against him and he looked at her catty face. She was grinning lustily and his blood raced with passion and life that he hadn't felt since his youth.

Sasuke buried his face in her chest as his arms wrapped under her legs and he thrusted inside her with fervor. Sakura moaned as he sped up and drove her to heights she'd never known.

The waterfall sprayed them with water, mixing with their sweat as they breathed and sighed like true lovers should. He set her on the cool moss below and pistoned into her, driving her mad with lust. "Ah, don't stop Sasuke…!" she moaned and her hand found his hair, pulled it sharply.

His body was on fire with intense emotion and pleasure, and he hardly realized his Sharingan had activated, implanting the sight of himself over Sakura's curvy little body and her witchy green eyes gazing up at him, heavily lidded with desire as he pounded into her with such intense lust and passion that he'd never known...

Sasuke grunted as he felt himself reaching climax, and his speed intensified, forcing Sakura into a raw, sharp orgasm that rocked her soul and clouded her sight. Her nails scratched down his arm and he moaned along with her as his cock trembled within her warmth and spurted his hot seed inside.

Sasuke's head fell upon her breasts as they both heaved to catch their breaths. He felt her hands roam his hair, lovingly, and he sucked her nearest nipple smartly, reminding her of what had transpired.

Sakura gazed up at him as he leaned up on his forearms and smirked down at her. "I'm your first, Sakura. And I'd best be your last…"

She rolled her eyes, though she hadn't planned on it any differently. She was never going to forget him and she was only so happy that they'd become one; even if it might be her first and last time with him...

Sakura adjusted her bikini and stood along with him. They watched each other for a moment, knowing full well they were both supposed to be enemies, and she lifted her hands into his hair, brought his mouth down to hers.

His arms wrapped around her waist and he groaned as she reached down, shyly, to touch his new arousal.

"I love you Sasuke..." she whispered against his chest. "I might not have been your first, but I had better be your last…"

He smirked as his head leaned against hers, and he breathed a light chuckle. "So cocky..."

Sakura gasped as he caught her in a strong embrace and attacked her mouth with his own. They fought for dominence for a time and they enjoyed the feel of their play before parting. Despite her will not to be put beneath him in her strength, she was light headed while he stood steady and held her jellied legs up.

"I'm going to find you again..." he whispered suddenly, and her skin shivered with delight as his hot breath ran over her ear. "But for now..."

She found herself on her back again and screaming his name once more...

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Sakura walked over to her students with a pep to her gait and she was dry; albeit slightly messing hair. She smiled as they walked to her with tired bodies, and they all looked up at her with curious eyes. "Hey sensei, are you alright?" Shiori asked brightly, with her ugly black clothes dirty and disheveled. "You look really happy..."

She frowned down at Shiori and crossed her arms over her chest. "Oh, so something's wrong if I'm happy is it?"

Naoto smiled, his eyes crinkling with maturity that his peers lacked, and cocked his head to the side sweetly. "No, sensei, you are just a little different. It's not bad...You must have had many good errands."

Sakura smirked; she could always count on Naoto to make up an excuse. "That's right, I did! Now lets head back." she chirped and stopped with Tatsuya in her way; he was sporting a heavy pout on his young, handsome face.

"You went and had fun while we were out here working…"

Sakura smiled genuinely at that and shugged as she began their walk back to the village. "It's a sensei's privilege." She said simply and looked into the trees. She spotted a flash of black the silver of a blade before it disappeared.

Oh, she couldn't wait until her student's next mission…

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