Why, sensei of course.

John turned around to see his new sensei beckoning him back to the classroom. Slightly confused, he walked back into the room, where Kurenai shut the door behind him.

As she turned to face him, John noticed that her pale cheeks were covered in a very small blush. 'I don't think she'd want me to notice that.' he thought as he tried to ignore the coloring. Sadly, his ignoring her face let him appreciate some other parts of his sensei that he had been too busy looking at her exquisite features to see.

Such as her legs, which John had never really didn't pay much attention to before in a girl, but now he couldn't help but wonder what they'd look like wrapped around him. Her legs led up to her taunt midsection and her...

John let his eyes go back to her face. It seemed a lot safer then looking at her oh-so squeezable breasts.

Kurenai's words jerked him out of la la land. "So, how'd I do?"

John cocked his head to the side. "Huh?"

Her cheeks turned even darker as she said "For my first day I mean. Did you think I gave off a good enough impression?"

John thought for a second. "Why're you asking me?"

"I wasn't going to ask any of you, but the other two just kept talking about some boys. and the other almost fainted just trying to talk about a boy. You were the one who seemed the interested in shinobi skills at all."

John scratched his head in an embarrassed gesture. "I'm sure those three will get better."

"I certainly hope so." his teacher replied. "But how did I do?"