AN: I want to say, first of all, that whatever I post each day is what I have typed up that day during my half-hour lunch period. If I end in a rather bad spot, I will apologize in advance. bows and sobs quietly Gomen.

Disclaimer: Naruto and co. belongs to Masashi Kishimoto, not me.

Summary: What if the Kyubbi was nothing more than the collective consciousnesses of several demons, and not just one? If that was the case, what crazy things would happen and which things wouldn't? There will be a bit of OOC work in here, but I ask you to put up with my pathetic attempts at a story plot.

(Sasuke's POV)

I must say that this is a rather unusual day. I thought that only graduated genin were supposed to be here today, but yet there the dobe sits. I'm almost certain that he ran out of the building yesterday without a headband, but he's wearing one now. Not to mention that I think its Iruka's, because of the loose rivet in the lower right corner. (1)

Then there's the fact that he looks nothing like his usual self, beings how he is wearing absolutely no orange what so ever. He is wearing a sleeveless silver shirt that is almost criminally short. There is some kind of pattern on his stomach, and a darker tan mark on his arm shaped like a teardrop. I guess we now know why he wears long sleeves all the time. His lower arms, from elbow to knuckle, were covered in pale blue gloves. The gloves had a metal plate across the back of the hand.

As much as I hate to admit, I can't stop my gaze from going a bit lower. I am so envious of his boots. They were non-traditional shinobi wear for sure. They were made of deep black leather, with tiny silver chains shaped into flowering vines. I wasn't sure how high they ran, because the top was covered by his dark blue pants.

The most disturbing thing that is going on today is the fact that he hasn't spoken a word for the entire time that he has been there. That's actually kind of creeping me out. All he's been doing is sitting there completely absorbed in the sketch pad and pencil that are in front of him. Already he had flipped four pages, and the one person who had tried to look at his drawings, Kiba, had started and the backed away, a look of utter shock and amazement on his face.

I hate to admit this, but his behavior today has been so erratic and strange that I'm actually too nervous to go check it out myself.

(General POV)

"Alright class, I'll be announcing the teams after the lunch break. Since the other teachers will be having a meeting in here, we'll be going outside for lunch."

(1): I had to have some way of defining it as Iruka's, so I made his unique.