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It’s been a month Naruto left for training with Jiraiya and also a month since summer vacation started at the Konoha academy. Iruka was sitting in the shade of a tree near the training grounds reading a copy of Make Out Paradise Kakashi lent him. He finally had a break from missions, or so he thought. He already went on 3 C-level missions in the past month.
He wanted to understand the hype and the praise this book got. Before he could open it, he saw Shizune approaching him. He quickly hid it in his back pouch before greeting her and being sent to the Hokage’s office for yet another mission. Now it’s not that he didn’t want to go on missions, it is after all, his duty and job as a Shinobi, but he’s been sent on way more missions than before and he was only a Chunin, so why was he being sent out on all those random missions Genin ninjas could handle?
He walked beside Shizune to Tsunade’s office.
“Hello, Tsunade-sama,” Iruka greeted her with a half-hearted smile.
“Hey,” Tsunade said, stretching out the 'y,' “I have another C-level mission from an acquaintance of mine.”
“Tsunade-sama, I’m sorry, but shouldn’t Genin ninjas carry out those missions? I see some of my old students and they complain to me that they do not have any missions lately, unless you give them all the D-level missions to them,” Iruka started, trying to be as humble and polite as he could be, but he was getting tired of those missions. “You see, I have been lacking time to train or prepare the curriculum for the next scholar year. I’m not trying to be complaini-”
“You’re right!” Tsunade exclaimed, interrupting Iruka’s speech, shocking both Shizune and Iruka.
“What?” Iruka said.
“Shizune,” Tsunade yelled in her serious state.
“H-hai!” Shizune replied loudly.
“Go get my, uh, scarf from my house!” Tsunade called to her.
“Y-your scarf? But it’s summer,” Shizune hesitated. Tsunade nodded and sent her off.
Tsunade got up, circled her office, and leaned against the front of her desk crossing her arms, looking Iruka up-and-down. Iruka got worried as she raised one eyebrow at him and her mouth curved into a smirk. “I think you should know why I call you so often to my office,” Tsunade finally conceded. Iruka got an idea about why, but he couldn’t really believe it. Is Tsunade attracted to him? Since when? Tsunade walked over to him and muttered, “Iruka-kun.” She caressed his left bicep up-and-down as both his hands naturally reached for her hips. “Tsunade…” Her soft breasts pressed against his tone and lean chest as he started to explore her with his eyes too.
Their faces approached as the door swung open with Sakura standing there panting. Iruka and Tsunade were across the room from each other before Sakura could see anything. “Hey, Iruka Sensei,” Sakura cheered.