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The Organization are teachers! Hooray! I'm so jealous of Roxas right now... Enjoy! xD

"Now today class we're going to be making pizzas," Xaldin (or Mr Fisher) said pleasantly to his students. But then his eyebrows narrowed, almost completely engulfing his eyes. "So you had better have brought your ingredients." He brandished his cleaver and swung it to and fro in a threatening motion.

Roxas sighed with relief. He could see his box of cooking supplies from the corner of his eye, packed in a Kingdom Mart shopping bag. Having just transferred to Destiny Islands High, he was desperate to make a good impression. His cousin Sora was not so lucky. He heard him gulp in fear.

"Roxas… can I share?"

"I don't think so."

"Why not?!"

"I only have enough for myself."

"Aw, come on, please!"

"No!"

"Now go collect your ingredients from the desk and we'll get started," Xaldin said menacingly over their whispers.

Quick as lightning, Sora dashed over to the side table and swiped his cousin's bag. Usually he would have been more conscientious, however when Mr Fisher's detentions were concerned it was every man for himself.

"Heeey! That's mine!" Roxas whined. "Sir!"

"Well, well, well, the new kid doesn't have his ingredients," Xaldin stroked his eyebrows. "There are some teachers who believe that kids on their first day of school should be given a chance. Unfortunately, I am not one of them! Detention!"

"But that's not fair!" Roxas pleaded. "Sora stole my ingredients!"

"Blaming it on other students, are you? That's it, you're going to the headmaster!" Mr Fisher sighed in exasperation and shoved a detention slip in the poor teenager's hand. "Off you go!"

"But…but…" Roxas argued feebly.

"Do I need to ask you again?"

Defeated, he bowed his head in shame, collected his belongings and shuffled pathetically out of the cookery classroom. Once outside, he angrily kicked over a waste paper bin in frustration.

"I saw that!" An ambiguous looking pink haired teacher pounced on him. He was wearing a beret at a jaunty angle. "Express that anger! Let it all out! Let me see those facial expressions!"

Roxas frowned in confusion.

"That's it! Even so, I can't let you just kick bins about all day, so here's a detention," the teacher sighed regretfully and handed him a pink slip. "Ciao!" And then he sashayed down the hall.

"Two detentions in the space of a minute? This is ridiculous."

And so Roxas made his way to see the headmaster, although it took about twenty minutes for him to find his way there, since after all, it was his first day. There to greet him was a pointy nosed secretary.

"Hello dear, here to see the head?"

"I guess so."

She tutted. "What did you do?"

"I was accused of blaming my cousin of stealing my cooking ingredients, when he took mine in the first place."

"Aw, that's too bad," she didn't seem to care much, as she favoured staring at the abstract paintings of hearts posted along the walls then listening to his pleas of defence. The telephone rang; she picked it up. "Yes, okay." She turned to him. "The headmaster will see you now."

Roxas swallowed as he entered the room that would certainly be his equivalent to hell. He had not seen the head before now, and he could only pray that he was friendly.

He didn't look friendly. He was tanned, with long silver hair and bright orange eyes that burned into Roxas' flesh as if they were secretly harbouring invisible lasers. Before him on the desk sat a nifty little executive toy (actively bopping from side to side), but what would usually have been a set of round balls were instead a set of little hearts. "Take a seat young man."

Roxas, shaking from head to toe, did as he was told.

"Good morning."

"Uh, good morning, sir."

"Now what have you done to be sent here?" Headmaster Xemnas stared at the boy for a few moments. "Are you the new student?"

"Yes, uh, yeah I am."

"Dear oh dear. Sent to me on your first day? I hope you have a good excuse."

Roxas quickly explained in a vain attempt to clear his name.

"I see… Well, I will not punish you, since I'm willing to give you the benefit of the doubt. But you'll still go to Mr Fisher's detention, okay?" Headmaster Xemnas rested his chin on his delicately laced hands, elbows propped on the table.

The poor kid realised that arguing his case was only going to get him in even deeper trouble. He sighed, "Yes, sir."

"Off you go, then."

"Thanks sir," Roxas mumbled, standing up and hastily making his escape. But once he had reached the door, the head's boring voice appeared again.

"Destiny Islands High is a good, successful school. I am intensely proud of it. So if I see any," he coughed., "weeds in this prosperous garden I will show no restraint in… yanking them out. Understood?"

Roxas flinched. "I understand."

And so, second lesson arrived, and the traumatised Roxas was sitting in Geography and waiting for his teacher to arrive. He stared despairingly at the two detentions laid on the table before him. Oh, how his parents were going to maul him when he got home…

"Excuse me? You're in my seat…"

He looked up. The person happened to be a girl. She was quite pretty, with long blonde hair and a nervous smile on her face. "I'm sorry, I'll move."

"No, you don't have to… But you'll just have to put up with sitting next to me."

"Okay, I'll stay then. I'm Roxas."

"I'm Namine," she smiled, after pulling up the chair beside him. "Aren't you the new boy?"

"Yeah."

"What teachers have you got?"

Roxas handed her his timetable.

"Oh poor you. Mr Thornton for maths? I had him last year and he was awful, and then there's Mr Stewart… he's, uh, weird. Oh! You have Mr Flynn for p.e.!"

"Mr Flynn?" Roxas shuffled closer, suddenly interested by Namine's change in tone.

She coughed, embarrassed. "I've, uh, heard he was a good teacher. I wouldn't know, being a girl and all."

"Stop flirting you sickening brats!" A new voice shrieked from the doorway. A woman's voice. Both Roxas and Namine blushed slightly at the inference of their teacher's words.

"I'm late. I'm not sorry. Consider it a life lesson," she stormed up to the whiteboard and angrily snatched a pen from her desk. Her bright green eyes hovered over the class for a few moments in an attempt to make them feel as little and pathetic as humanely possible. (She would have preferred inhumanely, but she wasn't prepared to be fired just yet.) "Today we are learning about…" The entire class ducked simultaneously. "France!" Her right arm jerked out suddenly, sending out several knives that cut through the air and impaled the specific country on the giant world map at the rear end of the classroom.

"Holy shit," Roxas wheezed. "What kind of school is this?"

"Hey you little brat!" Larxene turned to him angrily. "Pay attention to what I'm saying! Detention!"

"Hey Axel, do me a favour," said Xaldin, approaching the red headed teacher who was lying on the sofa lazily in the teacher's lounge.

"What kind of favour, Fisher?" Axel looked up. He was tired after having to teach two hours of p.e. to his students, and he wasn't in the best mood to be offering help. He stretched out his legs, which were garbed in bright red tracksuit bottoms and swung them around to the floor so that Xaldin could take a seat.

"I gave some little punk detention for tonight and I've just realised I've got to take my mother shopping. Can you fill in for me?"

"Ew, no. I have a life."

"I'll give you…" Xaldin rummaged around his wallet. "Twenty munny."

"Sold!" Axel grinned, swiping the small change and pocketing it. "I'm saving up for a trip to Las Vegas."

"Okay… thanks. Here's the details, I owe you one, kid."

"No problem!"

And so, when the poor, innocent Roxas entered the cookery room for his detention, he was rather surprised to see a young redheaded man with an evil grin standing behind the desk instead of "walking eyebrows" Mr Fisher. Something told him that this was going to be the worst detention of his life.

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There are more teachers to come in the future. If it gets confusing, tell me and I'll post a list of their roles. )