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Sex Education: Anko Mitarashi Style	By : TheDigger Category: Naruto AU/AR > General Views: 14239 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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"So. Does anyone here know what a hangover is?" Anko addressed her male class. It had been three months since she started teaching sex education to the poor, sheltered soon-to-be shinobi of the Ninja Academy, and things were going a lot better than she thought they would. Today, however, she had a wicked alcohol-induced pain in her skull, though it would take more than that to stop her from teaching.
"Doesn't that mean you're drunk?" a fat boy with a bag of half-eaten potato chips asked.
"No. It means I WAS drunk last night." Anko corrected him.
"It means you're an alcoholic." said a bored-looking boy in a short grey jacket. "You wouldn't come into class hung-over if you weren't." Anko paused for a moment, then,
"What's your name kid?"
"Shikamaru Nara." The bored kid sighed.
"Okay, Shikamaru Nara, SHUT UP!" Anko retorted. "Anyway, your teacher has a huge fucking headache, so be as quite as possible as you…" She broke off as her eyes fell on an empty seat near the back. It had been empty for quite some time, something that was starting to get to her. "Who's the absent little snot who usually sits over there?" She demanded, pointing to the empty seat in question.
"Sasuke Uchiha." One of the boys answered.
"That quite, stoic emo kid?" Anko thought to herself. It seemed too unlikely for someone like Sasuke, a bit rude, but obedient and attending, to be missing from class for two solid weeks. "Okay, something doesn't quite add up here. Realizing her thoughts were drifting into space, she returned to her class.
"Okay, Ms. Mitarashi's got a little headache, so she's going to go get some fresh air." She told the students in a syrupy voice. "All of you be on your best behavior while I'm gone." A few recoiled slightly as the dark imprint of a menacing serpent could be sensed behind her falsely cheery smile. "I'll be right back now." She jumped across the rooftops of the Leaf Village, looking for the raven-haired truant. Finally, she found him seated at a tea shop. His ebon eyes glanced up at the crudely-dressed woman, but ignored her and returned to his bowl of rice. Though he made no sound, he flinched noticeably and his heart leapt as Anko slammed a fist on his table, and several people stared.
"Whatd'ya think you're doing out of class?" She demanded.
"Not important." Sasuke regained his dull composure, sipping a little tea.
"My class you mean?" Anko clarified, a little venom in her tone. "Boy, you have no idea how important Sex Education is, especially for a shinobi."
"You're just a crazy teacher, and a disgrace of a jounin." Sasuke sighed, departing from the table without leaving any money behind. Now, Anko was a somewhat patient woman. She didn't harm kids if she could help it, but insulting her, her teachings, AND her skills as a kunoichi? That just crossed a line. She pounded the table again, this time the legs collapsing, the tea cup and bowl shattering on the ground and the rest of the patrons staring at her in alarm, Sasuke among them.
"Kid. I'm going to kill you." Anko hissed sharply. She charged at the Uchiha boy, but he leapt back, running off and taking to the rooftops. "You better stop running right now, ya little bitch." Anko growled to no one in particular. She chased after Sasuke, both faster than the academy student, and more knowledgeable of the village layout. "Get over here!" She shouted, hot on Sasuke's tail. As Sasuke made a jump off a particularly tall building, he turned around, making a series of hand signs.
"Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!" A jet of flame burst from the boy's mouth, which Anko just managed to dodge, the tails of her coat slightly singed.
"What the…?" Anko thought, patting out the chars on her coat. "Kids his age and skill can't use fire jutsu of that level! Takes too much Chakra!" She pulled out a pair of kunai and tossed them at Sasuke, who Anko knew didn't have any ninja tools on him, being an academy student. She wasn't aiming to kill him, just to slow him down with a warning shot or two.
Sasuke caught the first kunai, which he used to deflect the second. He then formed another hand sign, and Anko took advantage of the hole in his defenses. Several snakes shot from inside the sleeves of her coat, coiling Sasuke still like ropes.
"Not too bad, brat, but you still got a lot to learn." Anko grunted, bonking Sasuke on the head demeaningly. "As fellow shinobi, I was trying to be reasonable, hoping you too would show some reasoning. Obviously, I was wrong: You insulted me and walked off, thinking you would get away with that shit, when all I wanted was a simple, rational answer out of you. So let's start this over again: Why have you been skipping out on my classes for the last two weeks? You know this isn't only for girls."
"Because I find it to be a waste of my time." Sasuke answered simply. "And would you untie me?"
"No, I don't think I will. You're going to stay tied up until we're done here." Anko stated. "And why does the fine prince of the Uchiha find my classes unsuitable of his precious time?" Sasuke glowered at her mocking question.
"Because there's nothing I'll learn from it that will be of any use in my objectives." Sasuke growled coldly. Anko knew without asking what these objectives were: The avenging and restoration of the Uchiha clan.
"Really now? You think that's true?" Anko smirked. "Maybe I won't be able to teach you to avenge your clan, but correct me if I'm wrong, I understand you also want to restore said clan as well?" Sasuke nodded. "Do you have any idea how you're going to go about doing this? I'm pretty sure Uchiha babies don't grow on trees." She was delighted to see Sasuke look away in embarrassment. "Well, I've been teaching you to learn to restore a clan in class. Or rather, I would have, you know, if you had been coming into my class the last few weeks!"
"I know the basic mechanics already. There's not much else…" Sasuke started.
"Oh, there's a LOT much else to learn, boy." Anko cut him off. "You're not going to get with anyone to perform those 'basic mechanics' if you keep being such a sour little prude. So, start coming into class, or I think you'll find the revival of the Uchiha to be quite impossible." She pulled a kunai from her sleeve, and Sasuke understood, giving an irritated sigh.
"Fine." He grunted. Anko cut the ropes that bound him.
"There, was that so hard?" She teased. "I'll let you go about your business for now, since class is ending in 10 minutes, but make sure you are in your seat next male class, day after tomorrow, or else."
"Got it." said Sasuke, not even looking her in the eye as he disappeared.

"Sorry, it took me so long boys." Said Anko, hoping through the window into her class room, to find her students in typical 'the-teacher's-away' uproar. She made a sharp hissing sound just like a snake through her teeth, and almost immediately, the classroom silenced, everyone returning to their desks, and hiding any trash that was flung around. Anko couldn't help but feel some satisfaction at this response. This was all she ever had to do to silence the room.
"Anyway, sorry I took so long." Said Anko as though there had been no interruption. "But I think we have time for one little activity. Everyone have pencil and paper?" Everyone confirmed and Anko nodded. "Good. Can you all clearly see me from here?" She sat on top of the teacher's desk as she asked this. Everyone confirmed.
"Great. Because now…" Everyone gasped as Anko began to take off all of her clothes right in front of them. "I want you all to draw my naked body as best as you can." She adjusted herself into just the right position. "Begin."
Anko was no amateur by any means at modeling for an art class, and certainly not nude, either. The smiled she wore was not so much for the pose, but also for how well she could tell most of the boys were doing, just by hearing the scratching of pencil against paper. She couldn't move her eyes, but she could just make out one Shikamaru Nara looking especially concentrated on this project.
"Lazy boy's actually concentrating on this project?" Anko thought, repressing a laugh. People were finishing up now, the sound of busy pencils was reducing noticeably, and most of the few that were still working were just putting the finishing touches on their work. At last, the class had ended, and everyone finished their picture, placing it on the desk next to Anko, who stood up from her pose and stretched, some of her joints popping as she did. When she was done stretching out, she saw a certain spiky-haired boy standing before her, extremely red in the face.
"Something wrong, kid?" Anko smiled at him.
"Uh, no. No, not at all." Naruto spluttered, putting his drawing on top of the stack and hurrying out the door. Anko put her clothes back on as she looked over a few of the drawings of her.
"Not bad." She said admiringly at some of them. She then came down to one signed "Shikamaru Nara" in Kanji.
"Not bad at all." She beamed. Shikamaru's drawing was the height of absolute perfection. Everything was in exact proportions, and very true to the genuine article. She tapped the lazy boy on the shoulder as he made to exit the classroom.
"Hey, come to class tomorrow. I have a special assignment for you." She told him silkily with a little wink. Shikamaru blinked at her, then shrugged and walked off.
"So who was that you were talking with?" asked Mizuki.
"Just a real artistic mastermind in the making." said Anko simply, walking briskly out the door, Mizuki right behind her.
"'Real artistic mastermind?'" Mizuki repeated. "I was under the impression this was a school for ninjas, not artists."
"Art can have useful applications in the real world to anything, even for a shinobi." said Anko simply. "Precision to detail, for example, is always a good thing, something many artists, this one in particular, have."
"You seem to have rather… unorthodox teaching methods." Said Mizuki.
"Sure as hell better than the 'standards' used here." Anko replied, trying to turn away from Mizuki. He was a pretty friendly guy, but something about him really bugged her. "Anyway, later."
"Hang on." Mizuki placed a firm hand on Anko's shoulder, stopping her. "The fox brat's in your class, isn't he?"
"Yeah, I told you, he is." Anko replied coolly. "What of it?"
"You're not going to let him become a shinobi, are you?" Mizuki asked in a low whisper. Anko turned, looking him dead in the eye with a dangerous glare.
"Yeah, I am." She stated firmly. "Again, what of it?"
"After what that beast did to the land of fire?" Mizuki looked outraged.
"Not the kid's fault." Anko retorted with finality. "Now," She grabbed Mizuki's hand, squeezing it way too tightly. "Back off, stop convincing me to make my students take a dive, and let me do things my way!" Something in Mizuki's hand cracked dangerously, and Anko released it, walking off briskly.

"Honestly, the nerve of that fucker!" She grumbled as she sat down at her favorite dango restaurant, taking a big swig of sake. She then noticed Kiba Inuzuka standing before her, a little shaken by the snake jounin's angry remark.
"Um, I'm sorry. I'll see you another time!" He said, turning away.
"Sorry about that, just thinking out loud." Anko stopped him. "What's up, kid?" Kiba turned back to her, his face so red, the triangular markings on his face were almost indistinguishable.
"Well, it's kind of relating to… class." Kiba muttered awkwardly.
"Okay. What's up?" Anko asked in a friendly tone, putting her bottle of sake aside, showing Kiba that he had her undivided attention. Kiba looked left and right, a little alarmed.
"Um, could we talk about it someplace a little more… private? It's really embarrassing." He whispered to her.
"Sure thing." said Anko. She led Kiba back to her place. "Sorry about the mess." She said as they came in. "I don't get guests very often." Sure enough, the small place was in a very disheveled state. There was trash, dirty magazines, and sake bottles littered everywhere, and the couch had several holes in it, some of which had kunai or shuriken sticking out of them. "Go on, take a seat." Anko told Kiba invitingly, gesturing to the beat-up couch. "Got it used." Anko added, seeing Kiba's reaction to its beaten-up state.
"Very used, by the looks of it." Kiba thought, avoiding the point of a shuriken in the armrest.
"So, now that we have more privacy, what's on your mind?" Anko asked.
"Well, um…." Kiba muttered awkwardly. "Uh, with dogs, the male's testosterone levels increase greatly at about the time the bitch, you know the female…"
"I know what you mean." Anko laughed as Kiba rushed to explain the potential swear. "But what does this have to do with anything?" Kiba looked away, his face reddening even more.
"Um, I've been kind of in that particular…. Situation." He said, fumbling over his words.
"I always knew the Inuzuka were big on dogs and all, but I never would have thought that you were built like actual dogs." Anko chuckled, thinking she understood Kiba's situation now. "So basically what you're saying is that you really need a fuck?"
"No!" Kiba recoiled, shocked by Anko's sudden implication, as she slowly began removing her trench coat and miniskirt in a provocative manner, leaving her in only her fishnet bodysuit, which may as well

not have even been there, for as revealing as it was."I just came here to ask if it was normal for people to have such… intense urges." Kiba blurted.
"What do you mean 'intense urges?'" Anko asked.
"Um…" Kiba muttered, His body twitching a little as his eyes began to look over his sensei's fishnet covered body, a growing arousal getting tighter in his pants, his hands moving across his crotch to cover it, and lightly rubbing across the fabric as he began to have a hard time trying to refrain from touching himself and holding back the urge to get up, leave, and return to his own bedroom to release the tension his shaft was building up. "Well, I have a really hard time being able to keep from touching… down here." He rubbed his crotch area a little more visibly now to her. "And it feels kind of hot and tingly, and it gets really long, and hard and..."
"Yup, that's the sign that you really need a good fuck." said Anko, now removing her mesh suit, once again slowly in an erotic striptease to drive the inuzuka student in to a more horny state of mind, teasing his youthful restraint further than it had ever been. For a horny young man, he had good self control. Anko had expected him to jump her, if he hadn't already came in his pants, which got her a little wet at the thought of Kiba jizzing himself just from the mere tease of her body.
She then turned around, and bent over, giving him a decent view of her from behind, seeing her ass and pussy in all its glory, and with one sweep of her arm, swiped the trash off her coffee table, and splaying herself across it, facing her student so he could see the front of her body.
"This is just too wrong!" Kiba spluttered.
"If it's for your health, there's nothing bad about it at all." Anko corrected him. She leaned over the low table with her ass displayed perfectly, looked over her shoulder and said, "How's doggy style sound to you?"
"But aren't I way too young for this sort of thing?" said Kiba, getting more uncomfortable by the minute.
"Old enough to kill, old enough to fuck." Anko scoffed. "When you get the headband, you're an adult, that's the way it was when I was growing up. None of that 'shelter them till they're 18' bullshit."
"But I'm not…"
"No but by the end of the year, you will, now fuck me already! I haven't had a good screw in a while." Anko snapped.
"Okay, but I don't really know how this works…." Kiba muttered.
"Like hell! I remember you telling me that you saw how your pup was born, and you must have seen dogs humping all the time, considering how you grew up." Anko's 'itch' was really growing now. "Now whip out your hot dog and stick it in already!"
Kiba gulped and pulled off his pants and underwear, his dick quite erect.
"Damn, you could cook a s'more over that thing!" Anko remarked as he brought the stiff shaft to her entrance. "That's the sign of a real man."
"Um, could you not? This is already really uncomfortable." said Kiba awkwardly. The tip of his shaft slipped on Anko's pussy juices, as he tried to push it in, and in a single slip, his cock entered in to her rear. Anko blinked as she felt his cock enter her anus instead of her pussy, which was aching for penetration.
"Wrong hole, idiot!" She told him. But as he blinked, and stopped abruptly. Anko sighed. "No, keep going that actually feels great!" She added, feeling desperate now. Kiba nodded, not sure what to say as he began to move his hips again, fucking her ass hard and fast.
Anko moaned out at the feeling of this thrusting motion, he was showing off his families nature, certainly, he was an animal, his arms wrapping around her waist as he held her tightly, and began to fuck her harder and faster, as the two moaned out from the breathed out heavily, for a kid he was certainly doing a good job with his rough style of sex to arouse her more, to the point where a hand reached down, and she began to rub her clit, roughly, before two fingers entered her wet snatch.
"Oohhhh- Thats really good!" she moaned out loudly, the words driving Kiba on further, but as a virgin Kiba couldn't hold back for too long. The pressure inside of him was building more and more as he felt close to cumming.
"Um, it feels like there's something about to come out. Should I stop?" Kiba asked, panting heavily as he didn't pause for a moment.
"Yeah, take it out now." Anko moaned, loving this far too much. Kiba pulled himself out of Anko's butt, white stuff spraying onto her rear and back as he moaned out from the release, as Anko also came from the anal and masturbation. Anko collapsed on to the table, as Kiba fell on top of her, both breathing out, heavily, Kiba more so than Anko.
While it had been intense and rough, she was used to a more prolonged session, while kiba, only just lost his virginity to her ass, was exhausted, his mind spinning from the new flood of pleasurable feelings and physical exertion.
"Sorry." He said.
"Don't worry about it." Said Anko simply. She gave an invigorated breath. "Well, that felt good. What about you? Feel a lot better?" Kiba blinked.
"Uh, yeah, actually." He said. "Thanks."
"Don't mention it, kid." Anko grinned. "No, seriously, don't repeat this to anyone. If anyone asks, I was helping you with homework."
"Right." said Kiba awkwardly. He didn't think he wanted to repeat this to anyone. "Um, bye." He left without another word.
"Ah. I think I'm gonna sleep good tonight." Anko sighed, plopping down onto her bed and going to sleep almost instantly.

The following day, the girls were all surprised to see the chalkboard replaced with what seemed to be a Jeopardy board.
"What is all this?" some of the girls were murmuring among themselves.
"This, ladies," Anko called to the class, silencing any further chatter. "Is a little contest I've set up. We're going to play a little game of Jeopardy, but this version will be a little… different from the game you've seen on TV. First off, every time you answer a question incorrectly, you will have to remove one or more articles of clothing, depending on the number on the question." The girls sounded shocked and outraged, but a sharp, snake-like hiss from Anko silenced them all.
"But, for every full category of questions completed, I will remove one article of clothing." She continued. "Oh, and don't be a smartass, removing only a sock, or a necklace, you get one wrong, you lose a shirt, skirt, or pants. If you're totally naked, you're out of the game. Whoever gets the highest score at the end will get a fantastic little prize."
"What's the prize?" One girl asked.
"I was planning to save it till the end," Anko smiled teasingly. "But since you've asked, a very talented artist will draw you nude along with one other person of your choosing." Squeals of joy and perversion spread the room, most of them obviously thinking of doing a sensual pose with Sasuke, Hinata turned scarlet as her thoughts drifted to a very steamy pose of herself and Naruto, and Emi pictured herself in a loving embrace with her sexual deviant of a teacher.
"I thought that'd be enough incentive for you." Anko smirked. "Alright, then let's begin. Whoever catches this," She took out a rubber ball the size of a baseball. "Will be given the first question."She threw the ball in a random direction, where it was caught by a girl with a long blond ponytail. "Congratulations. You get the first question, Ms..."
"Ino Yamanaka." The girl answered. "Um, I'll take…" She squinted at the categories. "Sexual intercourse for 200." Anko pulled out the card under the category and score Ino listed, and read the question on the back.
"What lettered spot gives women powerful sexual arousal during intercourse?" Ino thought for one moment over what she had learned over the last three months, though she had a bit of a hard time remembering all the parts of all the internal organs necessary for sex. She did remember there being a letter-something-spot, but what letter was it? It definitely had an 'e' sound.
"Um, the P-spot?" She guessed.
"Wrong." Anko replied. "Shirt. Skirt. Lose 'em." Immensely embarrassed, Ino took off both her purple top and skirt, leaving herself only in arm warmers and wrappings.
"Next person." She tossed the ball again, this time being caught by Emi.
"Um, the G-spot?" She answered nervously.
"Correct!" said Anko. "Choose the next question if you please." Emi scanned her options, and then chose,
"Pornography for 400."
"Daring, aren't we?" Anko grinned admiringly. She pulled the card stated and read, "Who starred as the sexy, promiscuous ero ninja in the film "Mishaps in the Mist?""
"Anko Mitarashi." Emi answered.
"Correct." Just then, Emi felt a massive wave of embarrassment as several people eyed her, no doubt wondering why she would know that. "Choose another one."
"Sexual intercourse for 100."
"True or False: Male shinobi are by default ineligible to be ero ninja."
"True." Emi answered.
"Wrong. Lose the shirt." Emi blushed as she took off her shirt, exposing her flat, bare chest. "While it's true women make the best ero ninjas, and therefore take up a mass majority of the ero ninja in the world, that doesn't mean men can't be ero ninja too." She threw the ball to the next girl, and the game continued.
To be continued...
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