Title: Love for my Sensei

Summary : With a new, hot and dashing relief teacher to relief Hinata's class, it was not possible for any girls to be able to resist him and what's more, the teacher seems to be having his attention on her. /Rated M!

Disclaimer : Do not own Naruto!~


Hello everyone! This's the last chapter of this story and want to thank all of you who have really supported me through this journey :') Ohdear, I'm saying this till like I've just escape death ._. Anyway, hope you guys would continue to like my stories and YES, THANK YOU SIONNIELIONX FOR PROOFREADING MY STORY! As usual,



Hinata looked at her boyfriend who was currently having a date with the piles of paper and books on the table; oh, and let's not forget the laptop too. She had no idea that apart from all the university girls that had their eyes on him and kept chasing after him, she would still have to face all these inanimate rivals known as technology.

She had passed her high school exams with flying colors a year ago, allowing her to make it into her boyfriend's university. At first, she had been filled with excitement. That is until the first day came and pile after pile of work was pushed her way along with more and more projects given to her by her professors. And despite the fact that both of them attended the same university, they two of them had little time for each other. Sasuke himself was currently taking a course at Konoha Hospital to prepare himself for his future career. And the fact that girls are always flocking towards him, Hinata had to admit that she was kind of jealous.

Both of them agreed to live together and they were currently living in a small apartment despite the fact that they weren't married yet. They even shared a room together; they already did the dirty deed after all. And initially, Hinata that that maybe they would even have more time for each other this was way, but no.

While watching television, she absently munched on her pocky. The last time he had kissed her was two weeks ago. Back when she was still in high school and he was still her teacher, she had received a kiss from him almost every day. Now, however, was a different story; they rarely kiss.

Entering their room and looking at him, she pulled a chair out and sat beside him as she watched him write down notes that were hard for her to understand. Peering at his lips, she realized how much she wanted him to kiss her again. How she wished she could return to the past.

Turning the chair to face him, she placed one of the pocky sticks in her mouth. She leaned in with a smile on her face, signaling to him to eat the other side of the stick. After sighing, he took a bite from it and slowly took more. Their lips were getting closer and closer, but then he suddenly stopped.

A pout was on Hinata's face as she looked at him. She wanted to kiss him. But the last time she had had the guts to do that was when they were back at her high school. She really didn't to admit it, but she was hoping to have some intimate moments with her boyfriend. After all, she was a sensitive girl that had a tendency to overthink things. Her eyes were glossing over with tears and she unexpectedly felt like she was a little girl again.

Slowly going back to eating the pocky stick, she took bite after bite. But just as she was about to finish it, Sasuke leaned in and kissed her. His tongue invaded her mouth and stole the pocky from her. But that was well forgotten about when they started playing with each other's tongue. He eventually pulled away and patted the top of her head, Hinata's face flushed. She liked it.

"I need to finish this," he hummed as he returned back to the work at hand.

"But," she interrupted as she pulled his pen away from his grasp, a blush still lingering. "C-Can we return to how things were back a-at my high s-school?" she asked sheepishly as she lowered her head.

Once Hinata heard him laugh a little at her request, she lifted her gaze with a frown. Yes, she admitted to missing that time when they had so many moments to themselves. But how could he laugh at her? Pouting, she folded her arms and looked away.

"I m-miss that time because w-we had a less amount of work to d-do and m-more time for each other. That's all," she explained as she stood up. "F-Finish your work q-quickly, and d-don't sleep t-too late." She quickly turned away from him and walked towards the door.

"Hey," he stopped her, pulling her wrist and hugging her close to him. "Someone seems to be upset," he drawled as he kissed her ears.

"I'm n-not," she rebutted while she tried to push his arms away.

The Uchiha spun her around and kissed her on the lips. "Someone seems to miss all the dirty deeds we used to do," he smirked as he gauged her reaction.

Red spilled all over her face as she pushed him away. "I don't! I d-don't!" she repeated the mantra.

Tugging on her arm and pushing her on their bed, he got on top of her and quickly pinned both of her hands over her head and trapped her legs with his own to prevent her from struggling. He smirked at her and leaned in, kissing her once again. Licking at her lower lip to gain entrance into her mouth, their tongues danced playfully for a while. Pulling away from his blushing girlfriend, he smirked. "You do, idiot."

"I t-though that you had a lot of work to f-finish?" she uselessly tried to distract him while she tried to pull her hands out of his grip.

"Those can wait," he grinned while he released her hand, pulling her up and hugging her close. "But you, I'm afraid not," he finished, clashing her lips against her clumsy ones. Sasuke's hands caressed her back, creating slow circles with fingers as Hinata gently gripped the front of his shirt to pull him closer. However, he instead made her lean backwards so that her hips were now rubbing against his now evident erection. A smirk claimed his face when she began to shiver.

"Sasuke," she breathed as she pulled away from the kiss, looking into his eyes with her face flushing red.

"Hinata, call me your sensei."

"S-Sasuke-sensei," she giggled a bit. The name sure brought back memories.

A brief moan of pleasure left Hinata's lips at the electricity she felt when the raven-haired male slipped his hand into her pants and brushed against the bundle of nerves. He just wouldn't change, would he?

"Sasuke-sensei," she cooed, placing her arms around his neck and pulling him closer to her, foreheads resting against each other. "You j-just don't change," she hummed happily. "Anyways, I just r-remembered that I've a project to finish and I have to c-call Sakura," she smiled, kissing his cheek before standing up and making a beeline for the door.

"And," she started again as she turned around, only for their lips to crash together. Sighing, Hinata pushed her boyfriend away. "I just have o-one project to finish," she informed him sweetly. "And y-your mum called in a little bit ago. She said for you to t-take good care of yourself." Once she was done, Hinata opened the door and was just about to step out. The next thing she knew, she was lying on the bed with her boyfriend on top of her, pinning both of her hands above her head.

"You turned me on and you think you're going to just walk out of this room so easily?" he asked with a smirk, leaning in and giving her a kiss. Snaking his tongue into her mouth, he caressed and swirled his around hers, a reverberating moan passing through each other's mouths as he slowly began to peel off the offending clothes. Piece by piece, he took off the clothes that acted as a shield against his hungry gaze and carelessly tossed them all over the floor. Once he was done, she was left only in her bra and panties.

"It's been so long since I've seen you nearly naked," he mused, his trademark smirk on his lips as he caressed her cheeks. "I love… your body."

Her face immediately twisted into a frown as she pushed him away and grabbed all of her clothes before heading out of the bedroom door. Hinata was expecting him to say those three little words, but no, he didn't. Instead of saying that he loves her, he said that he loves her body.What did that mean? Sighing, she threw her clothes into the washing machine.

"What's wrong?" asked a familiar voice as a pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around her waist, a tingly feeling running up and down her spine as he kissed the back of her neck.

Shaking her head, the Hyuuga pulled away from his embrace and walked off. But before she could take another step, she was pulled right back to him. Sighing, a slight frown still decorated her face as she finally realized she was still in her undergarments at the moment.

"Alright, I'm sorry," he apologized. "I love you, idiot."

No sincerity whatsoever, she noted mentally as she moved away from him, making her way back to their room and closing the door.


Looking at her phone, Hinata let out a sigh. It had been three days since she and Sasuke talked after that incident. She was angry at what he said to her. Loving her body?! Really? What about… her? Another sigh passed through her lips at the thought. Perhaps she was being a little too sensitive. He didn't say that he didn't love her after all!

Her phone began to ring as a picture of the two of them popped up on the screen. She couldn't help but smile at the picture and giggle a little at the caller ID: "Baka :." Sighing once more, she answered the call. "Hello? …W-What? Now?" she asked tentatively as she peered at the clock, nodding her head. "Alright."


She didn't even know why the hell she even agreed to meeting up with him. Of course, this would probably be the best chance to pretend as if nothing had ever happened between the two of them. She was really too forgiving of everything sometimes.

The moment she saw him leaning against the concrete wall, waiting for her arrival apparently, she wanted to run up to him and hug him. However, she was still giving him the cold shoulder. So no, she would act like she really didn't care about him. But didn't she just say that she wanted to pretend that nothing bad had happened between them? Shoving those thoughts out of her head, she tapped his should and gave him a small smile.

"Oh, you're here."

"Where are we going?" she asked quizzically.

"To get some desserts," he stated simply as he grabbed onto her hand.

Since when did he start liking desserts? she asked herself in surprise as Hinata followed him idiotically. Despite the confusion and doubt, she didn't want to fight anymore with him. "W-Wait, the dessert store is over t-there," she uttered, pointing towards a store on the opposite side of the street.

"No, we're going to a better one," he drawled as he continued to drag her. He, however, stopped abruptly in front of a wedding store, causing Hinata to bump into his back.

"Why d-did you stop?" she asked, rubbing her forehead a little as she looked at him.

"She's probably the most unattractive bride I have ever seen in my whole life," he declared as he looked through the window.

Hinata couldn't help but laugh, shaking her head. ""Then why would they even p-put the picture up?" she questioned, turning to look. The next thing she saw was a picture of her donning a wedding gown, trying to snatch a bouquet of roses from Sasuke. When did they ever take a wedding photo together?!

Walking closer to the picture that was currently being blocked by the glare coming off the glass window, she looked at him, receiving a shrug from him as an answer. "You know there's such a thing known as photoshop, right?" he asked with a smirk.

"W-Why would t-they p-put this up?" she stuttered.

"Don't you think that your boyfriend is probably one of the best looking guys on earth?" he asked proudly as he walked up to her, pulling out a small red box.

Hinata's eyes became glossy with tears as Sasuke opened the box, revealing a ring. Looking at him with a smile, she immediately took the ring out and slipped it on her finger.

"What's this? A bride-to-be putting on the ring herself?" he teased, chuckling and shaking his head. "And please don't cry," he cooed, gently wiping her tears away. "I've planned to marry you, meaning that there are a lot of things that I will do in order to make my queen smile. If you were to cry all the time, people may think of me as an abusive king who hurts his queen," he finished with a hint of a smile, walking off and not waiting for her.

"Baka! W-Wait for me!" Hinata shouted, taking one last look at the photoshopped picture before running up to him and taking his hand tightly, spotting a brand new ring on his finger. "So, you p-put the r-ring on by yourself too?" she giggled.