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Simple Manipulation	By : itachirockstar Category: Naruto AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 1626 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It was a warm spring afternoon. The classroom windows had been opened and allowed that familiar soothing breeze to flush the room, creating that famous feeling to leave the classroom. You had just gotten to class after having a nice lunch. You chewed lightly on the eraser of your pencil as you contemplated the answer to the math question. 'Why must we have a pop quiz on the one day I chose not to study?' You jotted down some more random answers and turned your test in. As you waited for everyone else to finish, your eyes roamed around the classroom. Two seats ahead of you on the next row sat Itachi, the school's famous "evil" genius. He rarely ever came to class and when he did, he was guaranteed to do or say something that would earn him a detention. Headmaster Jiraya wanted nothing more than to kick him out for being such a nuisance but unfortunately Itachi had the highest GPA in the school, even higher than Sakura's.

You stared openly at the back of Itachi's head as he looked down at his own test paper. Usually he turns his tests in within five minutes of receiving it. Of course, being the bad boy that he is, he gives out the answers to the test for money. You continued to chew on your pencil as thoughts of having an actual conversation with Itachi flooded your mind. He lived only a few houses down the street from yours and you occasionally saw him outside of school....but you had yet to have a real conversation with him. 'What exactly do you say to a genius who views everything as boring?'

Soon all the tests had been passed in and the teacher began to grade them. You put your head down on the desk and continued to daydream about the raven haired cutie. A sharp tap on your shoulder caused you to sit up quickly and look around. The bell rang and all of the students evacuated the room as if it would soon catch on fire.

Itachi looked at you, amusement causing his eyes to flash with interest. "Gai-sensei wants you." He pointed up to the man at his desk, eyes fixed on you. He was frowning. 'Oh shit...' You moved slowly and went up to the desk, followed by Itachi.

"(Y/n), in my hands I have the highest score and the lowest score. Do you want to guess which is yours and which is Itachi's?" He stared up at you. Your shoulders slumped. 'That's a no-brainer...' "I thought you'd figure that out. Apparently you aren't concentrating like you need to be."

You let your head fall forward in an apologetic bow.

He turned to Itachi. "And you...you are in more trouble than you know. There is no way twenty-two students out of thirty can all turn in perfect grades on a test where no one passed any of classwork assignments!"

Itachi's eyebrows twitched and he bit the inside of his cheek.

Gai leaned forward and laced his fingers together and looked at you two. "So how do we fix these two problems?"

Itachi shrugged and looked around. "How about....you tutor the whole class so that they won't have to pay me for the answers?"

Gai frowned as his face threatened to turn red with rage. "No. How about you tutor (y/n) since she has the lowest average in the class?"

You blinked several times. It was as if your hearing had suddenly become muffled and all you could hear was wah-wah-wah. "What?"

"Itachi is going to tutor you and bring your grade up to an A." Gai said slowly as if trying to teach a dog how to talk.

Itachi's eyes blazed with fury and momentarily flickered red. "What??? An A?!"

You shook your head. "Not that. I have the 'lowest' average?"

They both stared at you and Gai nodded. "Yes."

"Shi--oot!" You quickly corrected yourself.

Gai ignored you and looked back at Itachi. "Next major test I want her to hand in an A without your having passed the answers to her. Or any other form of cheating you can come up with. You two may go."

You both turned and left the classroom. Itachi shoved his thumbs into his jean pockets and stared at the ground as he walked. For a few seconds you stood still allowing the whole conversation to sink in, then you ran to catch up with the older Uchiha.

"So...when do you want to start?"

He stopped suddenly causing you to bump into him. Although he appeared to be peeved by this, inwardly he smirked since you did as he expected you to. He knew that you had one of the oldest and most classic forms of a schoolgirl crush...and yet he didn't mind. He was a highly observant person and he noticed that the other girls only liked him for his talents and looks. You liked him as a person. Everything he did seemed to make you swoon, even his rare and often frightening sneezes. "Do you mind watching where you're going? It's rude to bump into someone."

"I apologize Itachi." You looked down at your feet then back up at him. He fought a smirk.

"Forget it." He turned back and continued walking. You followed once again, this time off to the side to avoid any more accidental collisions.

Itachi continued to walk ahead, thinking of ways to get out of this one. He considered his options. He could easily convince some nerd like Sakura or Shikamaru to take over and he just owe them a favor....but of course there was no guarantee you'd be quiet. Then that would mean trying to bribe or blackmail you...and since he didn't know exactly much about you to pull either off without having to do a little detective work. Just thinking of the trouble he'd had to go through just to shove off his duties as your tutor made him come to the conclusion that this was one of those inevitable situations where he simply had no choice but to suck it up. He was at a stalemate. It was rare when he, the genius, was stumped and utterly lost as what to do. Although it apparently irked him, it also intrigued him. He was generally an introverted anti-social person. Bringing your 57 up to a 90 within five weeks was a challenge. Things rarely challenged him....He closed his eyes. 'Yes...this shall be...entertaining...'

You looked at Itachi expectantly. "Well? When do we start?" Of course you weren't all that eager to be alone with Itachi...right? You cared more about your grade then being alone anywhere with the Uchiha...right?

He bit the inside of his lip, as his expression remained blank. "All the tutoring in the world couldn't help you...even if the tutor was me." He noted the quick intake of air as you silently gasped in shock. Hm...He would have to work on his people skills. He'd learned a long time ago that people didn't care to hear his person opinion if it wasn't something they'd personally want to hear. After that he learned to shut up. However, once he started high school and was told that having an opinion was one of the many things that distinguished a person from the crowd...he decided to hell with them all. If he wanted to say it, then they would hear it unless they chose to ignore him. However, with you, he was sure this logic would not fair very well.

You almost stopped walking. "I-I'm sorry...but math isn't as interesting as I'd like."

Before he could actually stop himself, he snapped back. "There are a lot of things that aren't as interesting as I'd like...like this whole conversation. Yet...it is still going on."

You frowned finally picking up the annoyance in his voice. "If you want I can just ask for another tutor." You quipped back. He looked back at you briefly and you noticed his eyes flicker red for a second. Although the eye contact lasted less than a second, it still sent chills down your spine and you suddenly felt cold.

"Right." He closed his eyes and continued forward with an inward smile. "Gai would then have no reason to keep from writing me up." He sighed. "I suppose I should stop complaining. I have no choice otherwise."

He rolled his eyes and opened the door leading out of the building. You unconsciously followed behind him like a lost kitten, still wanting an answer to your question. He loved the oblivious effect he was having on you. You both continued to walk in silence for a while when he suddenly stopped again. This time, before you could run into his back, he spun around to catch you. "As much as I haven't enjoyed our little game of 'Follow the Leader', I'm afraid you can't come inside."

You looked at him, bewildered. "W-what?"

He merely gestured to the front door of his house, allowing the corners of his mouth to curl up into a faint smile. Your jaw dropped, simply mortified. 'I followed him home?!' Worse still was that it was the middle of the school day. You had just walked out of school, therefore skipping. Nothing he could ever say would make you feel worse than you felt upon realizing that you'd been so wrapped up in him that you'd actually followed him home.

He eyed you and suppressed a chuckle. It was really adorable, reminding him a lot of Sasuke when he was younger. Inwardly he wondered what else he could manipulate you into doing...outwardly he sighed with annoyance. "How about we go inside before someone spots us and tries to drag us back to school? I'm sure a goody-two-shoes like you might die upon hearing the consequences for ditching school...especially with me in your company."

You turned several shades of dark red and nodded, unable to even look at him. "Okay."

"Okay then." He let you go and turned to unlock the door. The door slid open with a slight creak and he pressed a finger to his lips making direct eye contact with you before stepping inside. He slid his shoes off and picked then up, then signaled for you to do the same. He peeked around the first corner in a covert fashion, as if on some sort of dangerous mission, and listened intently for any signs of life within the house. You picked up your shoes and stared at the red and white fan on the back of his shirt. The crest of the Uchiha family. His hand enclosed on your wrist and he pulled you a bit closer then whispered, "Be very quiet and step exactly when I do."

You nodded.

He tiptoed quickly to his room making sure you were silent. He occasionally shot you dirty looks when you made the wrong move or he could hear you over his own silent breathing. You wondered just how often he did this--sneaking people into the house.

He opened a door and all but shoved you inside. "Oof!" You nearly lost your balance but he caught you by the back of your shirt and held on long enough for you to regain your balance. He closed his bedroom door and threw his shoes into the closet with a loud thunk. He then clicked on TV and dived onto the bed, turning up the volume on the TV loudly using the remote. Your eyes widened as you stared at him. "What the hell--?!?"

"No one's here. I just wanted to see if you'd do what I said to do." He shrugged and laid on one side using his arm to prop his head up as he flicked through the channels.

Slow silent rage consumed you. "You little bastard."

Itachi's eyebrow rose in interest. "Oh?"

You just shook your head and covered your face with your hands. "I cannot believe this!!!"

Itachi sat up and let his legs swing back over the edge of his bed. "Believe what?"

"How stupid I'm being." You shook your head. "I have to go back to school--"

"It's the middle of the last period for the day. What point is there in going back now only to be there for about twenty minutes? And that's assuming you run all the way back and don't get caught sneaking back in."

Your shoulders slumped in defeat. He was right. Of course you wouldn't dare tell him that outloud...he was right. You slowly brought your eyes up to his. Again they flickered red before returning to the usual charcoal black. You held his stare for several minutes then surveyed the rest of his face. The most prominent feature was the lines on his face. There were so many theories floating around the school as to what exactly they were...you guessed them to be laugh lines. Maybe he had smiled and laughed so much as a child that they formed then. You knew for a fact that he was once more pleasant to be around. The minute his father realized his son was a genius and was therefore very valuable to their clan...Itachi changed. He became more serious, more candid. He rarely ever joked or smiled. The next thing to take note of were his eyes. Two deep dark holes that mirrored his personality: dark and mysterious. They provided no hint to his mood or what he was thinking, unless he chose for them to do so. Although Itachi usually wore his loose-fitting t-shirts and khaki pants...it was impossible to not notice his physique. Apparently he trained a lot outside of school. If the rumors were true then his father was to be credited for some of his son's hard work.

Itachi studied you. You had come a long way from that shy little girl he remembered seeing attached to the teacher's leg back in the Academy. You had finally developed breasts so he could no longer pretend you were some very feminine boy. Lips that had once been thin and looked highly undesirable now had form to them, glistened slightly when you licked them to keep them moist. Hair that once was kept up in pigtails now hung freely. You had gotten slightly taller, but still shorter than himself. You even had a personality now. Unfortunately, in his eyes, you were still that innocent goody-two-shoes that could do no wrong. He hated that the most about you. You never explored life. You did as you were told and never questioned your orders. A complete contrast to himself. He watched you shift your weight as you leaned on your other leg, still staring at him. 'The human mind is so easy to corrupt...to mold...' He dropped his gaze to the floor. He had already proven that just by briefly using his Sharingan he could instill thoughts into your head and make you do virtually whatever he wanted you to do...so why not...do more?

He stood and closed the distance between you two quickly. You let out a small squeak of surprise before looking up directly into his blood red eyes. After a minute of the intense stare, he lowered his lips onto yours. You were slow to react, but once the shock wore off you kissed him back, moving your lips gently against his own. He smiled into the kiss. 'I had overlooked this before...I could easily use myself as a way to bribe her...and with her skipping school with me...I have the perfect blackmail material.' For now he would play the field, testing his options out. One had slid around the back of your neck and pulled you closer, deeper into the kiss. The other snaked around your waist and pressed your body tightly against his...enabling him to feel your rapid heartbeat. He nibbled on your bottom lip, drawing it into his mouth forcefully making you gasp and try to pull away. He allowed you to move and your back hit his door. He shook his head and took one step towards you, closing the gap again. He body pressed against yours and he forced your head up and crushed your lips in another kiss. He realized that he was enjoying this manipulation a bit more than he intended to.

"No." You whispered shaking your head, effectively tearing away from the kiss. Your breathing a bit more of a pant, as if you had just stopped jogging. He licked his own lips, tasting your bubblegum lip gloss. 'So that's how she deals with her habit...of biting her lip...' With your head turned away from him, your delicate neck was now exposed to him. He quickly leaned down and drew a portion of the most sensitive area into his mouth. Sharp pains in his arms from your fingertips digging into his skin let him know that he had guessed the area correctly. Your breathing suddenly became staggered as you squirmed against him. "Itachi--"

His hand covered your mouth as he bit your neck, causing a muffled cry that sounded something like a moan to come from you. He finally leaned back and took his hand away. "Yes?"

You panted while still squirming. It was suddenly so hot...and you needed to be touched...there.

He immediately knew your situation and his lips twitched in amusement as he fought a smirk. He pressed one hand on the door behind you as the other rested on your stomach. It turned and began making its way down to the zipper of your pants. Your eyes widened in a panic and you quickly shoved him off of you. He stepped back and eyed you, wondering where your will to stop had come from.

"I-I should go now." You whispered hoarsely as your throat has suddenly become dry. Itachi didn't say a word, his dark eyes not offering a hint as to what he was thinking. When he didn't answer, you whirled around and opened the door, then dashed down the hall and out of the house.

He sighed and sat down on the bed. Of course you had to come back. You two had tutoring to do. He fell back and stared at the ceiling. He would get out of it....the only problem was....he now had an itch, a yearning to finish what he had started with you....
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