A/N: I have a lot of things to say, but it's really fucking important. So, first of all, I deleted "The Sparkling Night of Boston". The reason you'll know it just a little bit.

Second, I really don't enjoy Naruto's storyline anymore, because it's just too fucking stupid and long. (Spoiler: We have this enormous controversy over who's Tobi, and then it's Madara, then it's not. WTF.) Third, I don't know how much I even like Sasodei anymore. Fuck. That's why I deleted the war story. Fourth, I really like Gokusen 3, and the pairing of YamatoxRen. And in that semexuke. Not both ways. FUUUUCK. This is why I chose to write this story, as I really like Gokusen 3, and wanted to mishmash it with Naruto. For those who have seen both, you'll remember some stuff, and be like, "Oh!". XD

Well while I'm in my Gokusen 3 stage of life, I'm going to be writing a bunch of Fanfictions for that, because there aren't a lot on here. Especially for Gokusen 3, like, 30? Or something like that.

Also, I will be continuing "Smile of Tomorrow" regardless, because that would be annoying to me for not to continue it after going so damn far on it.

Warnings for the story: No yaoi (WHAT.), some random morals, fist fights, people fighting with freaking metal poles, breaking windows, vandalized doors, and other warnings that really don't count as warnings.

Enjoy, and go eat some scissors. (Yes, I said that.)

Prologue: The Worst Class

Akatsuki Academy High School

The room you would look for (or most likely not want to look for) was the farthest from the front entrance, in the very back, upstairs.

No hall could be more contaminated with junk. Pictures, broken chairs, broken desks, seals of "DO NOT CROSS", flickering lights, scribbled, damaged, and vandalized walls, and a dark aura filled the passageway.

CSH.

The window of the door broke in tens or hundreds of glass pieces and shattered on the floor. A basketball hit the ground, rebounding down slowly until it no longer moved.

3D.

Voices could now be heard even worse, louder, more demanding, and resentful.

In white letters of the chalkboard (by Jashin knows who), "Opening Ceremony" was written. Two students held a gun-like stick attached to small sacks, as though they were running away from home. Some danced to no music, others fought with another (at times over food), one glared at his spoon reflection, and another played his guitar. In the very back, front of where the large window (that basically covered the entire back wall), two trios glared at each other with malice. Both groups ignored the fighting going on between them, not taking their eyes off of each another. The leaders were a blonde and red-head.

"Huh? Me?" Konan asked her friend since childhood. She pointed toward herself in amazement.

"Of course," Pain answered, smiling delicately. He didn't want her to be aware of the consequences so quickly. "Akatsuki Academy requested a teacher for class 3D anyway."

The woman raised an eyebrow. "Wait...but, didn't you work there?"

Pain started to sweat. "Oh...! Well, er, about that. Hehe, I got fired," he lied, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.

"Oh, oh..." Konan replied, feeling slightly sorry. "So you're actually okay with this, then?"

"Definitely, yes. So are you up for the job? You haven't gotten any work since Konoha Academy closed down. Am I right, or am I right?"

After two minutes, Konan nodded. Her friend was right. It was this or nothing, besides who knew when she would get another job off in this kind of economy? She was just a teacher, afterall.

"Ugh, fine. Tell the Principal or whoever that I'll take it."

Pain smirked dangerously. "Excellent..." he muttered, reaching for his phone.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Mrs. Yuhi Kurenai whispered to her new colleague.

"What do you mean?" Konan asked back. She had changed into her dress pants and a cropped blazer for school.

"It's that 3D, Miss Tenshi," the woman answered worriedly.

"You'll get sent to the hospital in an instant!" Principal Madara added. "Even I haven't been able to control them." He sighed.

"You'll get sent to the hospital in an instant," Nurse Tsunade commented.

"They...can't be that bad," Konan replied. She was beginning to get nervous. Why hadn't Pain said anything about this to her?

"That's because you don't know them."

"Anyway, someone has to straighten them up! I'm going!" She stood up with the attendance folder in hand. Arrogant (as it appeared), she stalked out the door.

Tsunade sighed. "I'll go get my kit."

Konan was unaware of what she felt when she entered the horribly vandalized hallway. The ebony-heaired (as she had to re-dye it to fit a teacher) saw the sign at the end of the hallway.

3-D

She stopped at the door (window once again replaced), and gripped the handle tightly.

"Ready...set..."

She opened it quickly with a thud. "Good morning!"

Nobody even looked at her, instead continued to their messing around. The teacher closed the door behind herself, and walked over to her desk. She tried again.

"Good morning everyone!"

Everyone paused.

Konan shifted uncomfortably. "From today, I'm going to be your new teacher. My name is Tenshi Konan."

Stares had been directed toward her.

"The nickname is Akuma, just saying, I'm single, nice to meet you all!"

Carelessly, everyone ignored her and continued once again. The woman felt offended. "You dare ignore me?" she muttered under her breath. She stared around the room. A large DARTS board on one side, another dart board, but with pictures of people's faces, a boy with a guitar, another eating anything that could be declared 'edible', oh it was just a horrible mess.

"Everyone...sit down!"

No one listened.

"Please quiet down! Quiet!"

"DON'T FUCK WITH ME!" The voice itself wasn't that loud, but loud enough for Konan to hear it.

"Well, yeah, but, but, this is my seat..."

"Yeah, but I want to sit here!"

"Go ahead, deck him, Kisame," a half-masked student urged. His name was Kuroito Kakuzu. Brunette hair, dark green eyes that were definitely the result of contact lenses.

"Deck me?"

"I said move it!"

"Kisame!"

Suddenly, everyone stopped. The room went silent, and all eyes turned toward one direction. It was almost hard to breathe.

"Let it go."

The boy said it with a frown.

Hoshigaki Kisame, a tall bluenette, looked sad for a moment. "Cht." He pushed the other down harshly onto the desk. Akasuna Sasori in return, stood up. Fiery red hair and dark eyes with a black illegible shirt and a skull necklace, he look like the intimidating type. He looked around. Angrily, he yelled out, "What the hell are you looking at?" to the class.

Hesitantly and nervously, everyone eventually went back to their previous actions. Sasori popped his sore neck.

Konan slowly observed the red head. "So he's the leader of the class...huh?" she observed herself.

Sasori sat back down, right as another three entered the classroom.

"Ahh...!"

The front one of the trio made a loud and unnecessary entrance. "We're here, yeah!" he called out, waving his black school bag around in circles.

Almost immediately, students began to stand up and moved their hand in a salute form. Licking his lips and smirking, the late student trailed down one row, triumph glowing from his features.

"Wait no...is this one the leader?" Konan asked herself.

"Damn, this is such a pain," one of the trio commented. The three sat down toward the left side of the classroom. Their eyes went toward their direct right.

Iwakatsu Deidara stared at his enemy with mocking pride. Testing and toying with the other man. Sasori glared back.

Konan slowly walked toward the trio that had just come in. "Umm...you three, you're tardy, aren't you?"

Deidara glanced at her, then at another student. "Hey...Fujimoto-kun." (1)

"Yes?" The boy who was called immediately turned around and saluted the other.

"Who's this, hmm?"

"She is our new teacher."

"Tenshi Konan. Nickname's Akuma. Nice to meet you."

Uchiha Itachi looked at her a moment. He immediately turned toward Deidara, ebony hair waving her off almost. "And so I was thinking, isn't that other woman still cute?"

"Well," Kuraji Hidan started, smirking darkly, "I would go some for more nice bodies like Tsunade~" He made the entire motions and everything. His dark eyes dazzled in joy.

"Niiiiiiice," Deidara chuckled.

"These guys ignoring me too?" Konan mumbled.

"Hey, let's play cards!" Hidan declared, bringing out a deck.

Deciding her chance, Konan immediately grabbed the deck as he started handing the cards out to the other two.

"This is only during breaks, alright?" she instructed.

"Hey, that's mine. Give it back," Hidan said kindly. Venom was tucked in neatly behind his voice.

"I'll be taking this," Konan added.

"I said give it the hell back!"

Hidan curled his hand into a fist and threw it at the teacher. She crouched down, and he hit the floor. The class was surprised to say the least.

"Hey, I found a hundred yen!"

(1) In the actual thing, Fujimoto-kun is Akatsuki-kun. Isn't that funny?

Edit: Well, I'm going to be off to Hawaii for a while. I'll be back on the 29th, and I'll put up at least two chapters then. But for now, I'd really like some reviews, because they really make my day! The flamers just make me laugh.

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