(A/n: this idea has been nagging me for the last few days, and if it's crappy, then its cause I made most of this shit up off the top of my head. The rest came from an actual story my granny told me. You don't like don't read. I own nothing. Enjoy.)

Chapter 1

I signed the last few papers and gave them to the cheerful woman behind the desk. "Just bring them tomorrow!" she chirped and waved as I got up to leave. I drove home as fast as I could.

~*next day (third person)*~

Naomi dropped off ten little toddlers at eight in the morning. "I'll be back to pick them up at three. Bye!" she left hurried back to car after warning the toddlers to behave.

"So," said Thomas, wobbling back into the main room. "My name is Thomas, what's your's?" he asked the children who were huddled up in the center of the room. There were nine boys and one girl. One boy with silver hair scowled and gave Thomas the finger before going back to arguing with another boy with tan skin and stitches all over his body. Two other boys who were arguing- one with red hair and another with blonde, some hanging in his face- ignored him altogether. A boy with black hair and red eyes who was sitting next to a boy with blue skin and markings on his face sighed and stood, walking over to Thomas. "I'm Itachi. That's Kisame-"he pointed to the blue skinned boy- "Deidara and Sasori-" the blonde and red head who were still arguing-"Hidan and Kakuzu-" the silver haired boy who had flipped Thomas off and the boy who had all the stitches-"Tobi and Zetsu," a boy with an orange swirl-y mask who was sitting by a boy who was literally half black and half white-"and Konan and Nagato." He pointed to the last two; a boy with semi-bright red hair and ringed eyes, and the girl with blue hair. And with that he went back to sit by Kisame.

Thomas sat down his crutches and sat in a chair by the window. A few minutes later he felt a tap on his knee. He looked down and saw Hidan standing there, looking suspiciously sweet. "Yeah?" Thomas asked warily. Hidan pointed to Thomas's broken leg. "What's wrong with it?" he cocked his head to the side.

Thomas almost let down his guard. Almost. "I broke it."

"Oh." Hidan nodded in understanding. Then he picked up Thomas's broken leg and threw it down as hard as he could on the ground. Thomas screamed a very manly scream and fell out of his chair (A/n: very manly my ass… XD). Hidan laughed and started for the jump rope in the corner.

Kakuzu got up and hit him over the head, starting another argument.

A brunette with bright blue eyes came into the room. "Tom I thought I heard-" she paused at the sight of the toddlers and Thomas writhing on the floor in pain. "Tom… what happened?" she asked slowly, as if she didn't believe what she saw.

"That little bitch threw my leg down!" he yelled, pointing angrily at Hidan.

"Tom! Don't curse in front of children!" the brunette scolded Tom as she helped him back into his chair.

"But Ace, he-"

"I don't care what he did. Don't curse." Ace said. She felt a tug on the hem of her shirt. Looking down, she saw Hidan staring up at her with wide eyes. "Ace, what does bitch mean?"

"It's a bad word that you should not repeat." She told him, glaring at Thomas. Hidan peered around her and snickered at Thomas, sticking his tongue out. Thomas's mouth fell open. "That- did you- he just-" he sputtered, pointed at Hidan, who was looking at Thomas with innocent curiosity. "Mister Tom, are you ok?" he tilted his head to the side.

"Hidan, stop messing with Thomas." Kakuzu said, scolding his partner. "Fuck you!" Hidan spat back.

"Hey, be nice you two. Watch your mouth." Ace warned.

To be continued…

(A/n: That's all for now folks! I'll update this when I'm not doing my other story. See ya later!)