Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Deal with the Ex-Devil ❯ Chapter 3: Sex Education ( Chapter 3 )

Chapter 3: Sex Education

A/N's

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto and do not make money off of this fic. Naruto is property of Masashi Kishimoto, give him love...buy his works.

CHAPTER BEGIN
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“One hundred and forty six pictures,” said an exhausted Naruto as he placed them in a pile at Gaara's feet. “I'm still missing four.” Gaara grumbled, but held back his anger as Naruto collapsed onto the floor, sitting with his legs crossed and whining, “I'm poorer now than when I started this whole thing. I owe so many people money and favors that I will be working off the debt the rest of my life,” the blonde whined.

“You should have thought about that before you started this, dobe,” Sasuke reprimanded. “I bet that most people demanded more than their money back.”

“Yes, most of them. That's why I said I'll be working this debt off the rest of my life.” Naruto tugged at his hair and pouted. It wasn't long before he held out his hand to Sasuke, “Cough it up.”

Sasuke, who had been enjoying a nice cup of tea with the Kazekage and Sakura following their dinner, nearly choked to death at those words. He gave Naruto the dirtiest look, one that warned him to shut up and not utter another word.

“Give me the picture, Sasuke! I need it or Gaara's gonna kill me. You too Sakura!” Both of Naruto's partners had looks of mortification painted on their faces and avoided the gaze from a very confused Gaara. Their embarrassment was soon turned to anger as they both tossed well-worn pictures of the naked Kazekage onto the already large pile.

“Are you happy now?” Sakura hissed at Naruto. She had secretly loved her picture of Gaara, he was quite the looker and proved to her what she had always suspected…he was well hung.

“Alright! Only two more to go and I'm free!” Naruto said with an elated tone. “Can I have some tea too, Sakura, and some of your leftover curry? I'm starved.” Sakura stood up and walked up to Naruto. Grabbing him by the scruff of his collar, the kunoichi dragged him to the exit and threw him outside. All three of them could hear Naruto whining outside to let him in and feed him, but they just smiled and let him suffer.

The moment soon became a bit more awkward when a curious Gaara inquired to why they had purchased such lewd pictures of him. Sakura tried to stammer her answer out first, hoping not to enrage her friend, but to be honest with him at the same time. “Well, Gaara, you see…” Inner Sakura was running around in a circle panicking, thinking that Gaara (no matter how changed he was) would perform his famous Desert Coffin on her if she came clean. “I bought it…because…I wanted to know.”

“Wanted to know what?” Gaara asked, raising a non-existent eyebrow.

“Well, you know…”

“I do not know.”

“How big you were.”

Gaara looked very confused and with absolute seriousness answered, “I am one hundred and seventy-five and one half centimeters.” Sakura nearly fainted in her chair, and did manage to spill her tea all over her shirt. It was obvious that Gaara had been referring to his height, not to the appendage that Sakura had wanted to measure.

“I just wanted to help support Naruto, he was very poor,” Sasuke interrupted, distracting Gaara from Sakura who was now trying to wrap her mind around the thought of what one hundred and seventy-five and one half centimeters of manhood would even look like while sporting a lustful glaze in her eyes and a pink blanket on her cheeks. It was such a blatant lie. Anyone could tell by the worn and tattered condition of the picture that Sasuke had pulled from his money book that it had been well used, but Gaara bought it hook line and sinker. He also believed that Sakura had just wanted to figure out his height…possibly for some kind of tactical advantage.

“Liar,” Sakura hissed at Sasuke when Gaara left the room.

“Pervert,” Sasuke grumbled back at her.

“How many times did you masturbate to it?” Sakura asked coyly.

Sasuke's jaw dropped at the question. This was a bit brash even for someone that knew him as well as Sakura did. “How many times did I do what to what?” was the only thing that Sasuke could stutter out.

“Mast-ur-bate…how many times did you do it while holding that picture,” Sakura continued to needle him. She knew he had done it at least once because on a mission she had seen him take it out and later heard muffled sounds coming from his bedrole.

“I would never!” Sasuke shrieked at her.

“Oh, but you did, about two weeks ago. I saw you!” Sakura raised her eyebrows in a smug way.

“Fine, so I masturbated to a picture of a naked Kazekage, what's it to you?”

Both of the teammates were so wrapped up in their argument that neither heard Gaara reenter the room with a towel to mop up Sakura's spilled tea. He hadn't realized until today how little he knew about relating to other people. His ignorance and inability to understand much of the conversation was frustrating him. Stepping up to Sasuke he tried to get some answers, “What is masturbation?”

Sasuke almost died right at that moment. Sakura couldn't help but burst out laughing, she had goaded the very conservative Sasuke into admitting in front of Gaara that he had pleasured himself to a picture of the Kazekage. It didn't matter that Gaara didn't know what masturbation was, if Sasuke didn't explain it to him Sakura would definitely be willing to educate him on such terminology.

No words would leave Sasuke, but not for lack of trying. He muttered breathlessly trying to spin an explanation…no a lie, he was going to lie and tell Gaara that it had to do with painting. Yes! He had been trying to do a painting of Gaara, and had attempted to do a special technique called masturbation…

“It's when you are aroused and you pleasure yourself.” Sasuke glared at the interrupting Sakura, who had not let him spin his evil web of lies.

“When what is aroused? I do not understand.”

“When your…um…is aroused,” Sakura answered while pointing at Gaara's crotch. She couldn't believe what she was doing, teaching sex-ed to the leader of an ally nation.

“You mean when it is hard? What am I supposed to do with it when it gets like that? Kankuro refuses to talk to me about such matters. It does not happen very often, but more so as of late.” Gaara stared at Sakura with very intense eyes.

Sakura looked at him with a dumbfounded expression gracing her face. “You've surely had training on this at your academy when you were younger. You are eighteen Gaara, you should know what an erection is.”

“I do not.”

Sakura and Sasuke just gawked at him. How could an eighteen year old man not have a clue to anything within the realm of sex.

“Wait…I have a book on this.” Sasuke stood up and walked to a nearby bookshelf. It was a book that Kakashi had given him when he first became a student of the older shinobi. Seeing that Kakashi was the only adult that was always present in Sasuke's life when he hit puberty, it was left to the other wielder of the Sharingan to explain the birds and bees to his pupil. Offering a small educational book to Gaara, Sasuke instructed, “Read this Gaara, if you have questions afterward we will do our best to answer them.”

Gaara nodded. He was relieved that he would finally get some answers. Sitting back in his chair he flipped to the first page and began to read.

“Kakashi gave you that? Are you sure that is the most appropriate way to teach him?” Sakura asked sarcastically, knowing how much her former teacher loved his Icha Icha Paradise Novels.

“It isn't smut, it's educational. I actually learned many things from it,” Sasuke told her. Sakura shook her head at the situation as the two of them sat in awkward silence waiting for Gaara to finish the book.

END OF CHAPTER
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A/N's-heh-heh…the first inklings of back story for Realization. It was a treat for me to write this.