AsumaxShikamaru

Forbidden Love~

Chapter 1- Math

Asuma-

Asuma made his way through the hallway. This was his first day teaching at this school, and he was anything but thrilled. This school was full of bratty little kids and worst of all, he wasn't allowed to smoke. "Class…4-A…4-A…There…" Asuma sighed, "Hope this won't be a complete waste of my time." The man stepped through the door, the angry voices of a student and a teacher filling the room with their argument

"Shikamaru, Take a seat or you're going to get ANOTHER detention!" A man roared, having a stare down with a 18 year-old kid. Asuma could tell just by looking at him, that he was a rebel. His long hair tied back, lose, black clothing, and spiked collars on his wrists and neck. He stood out like a sore thumb… now that he thought about it…didn't this school have uniforms? Asuma turned his head to two snickering boys, both wearing identical black uniforms, answering his question.

"Shikamaru! Sit down, NOW!" The teacher bellowed

"It's not my fault these teachers are dumb asses!" The boy growled, loud enough for the whole class to hear, and most likely half the other classrooms in the hallway.

"Excuse me…" Asuma stepped in, as the teacher's head turned, a displeased scown plastered on his ageing face.

"WHAT!" He barked, "Oh! Mr. Sarutobi! I was just…" Asuma ignored him, walking over to the kid, who didn't seem the least bit interested in Asuma.

"So, you're name is Shikamaru Nara, Correct?" Asuma asked, folding his arms.

"Yea,so, something you need?" The kid replied, shoving his hands into his oversized pockets.

"No… but I'm your homeroom Teacher, Asuma Sarutobi, pleasure to meet you." He smiled, holding out his hand. A quiet snicker escaped the boys lips as he slid back into his chair.

"It's 2d SQUARED plus 5 divided by w." Shikamaru whispered, turning his head almost mechanically to the window, as he let out a sigh.

Asuma turned his attention to the bored, then to the teacher.

"Like he would know! He doesn't do his homework and sleeps through this class! You saw what he just called me, I'm so sorry, these kids aren't all like this sad excuse for a student here." The man bashed. Asuma merely grabbed the math book from the teachers hand, reading quickly over the opened page.

"I REALLY hate stupid kids." Asuma sighed.
"Exactly how I feel, I didn't want to say this in front on the kids, but Shikamaru fails all of his tests, he's such an annoyance, if it wasn't for your father taking such a liking to him I would've booted him in a heartbeat!" The man whispered, practically leaning onto Asuma as he laughed under his breath.

"But… what I REALLY hate are stupid teachers." Asuma snarled, slamming the book back into the teachers hands, "Luckily for me, that kid is neither! Get out of my face, I have no time for incompetent people."

"Wha….?" The teacher stuttered, staggering backwards as the book was pushed into his chest.

"Get out of my face." Asuma said again, watching the man stumble out of the room. Asuma heard the door slam shut, the kids erupting in cheering for their new sempai.

If only I didn't stick up for him that day… would things have been different?"

Shikamaru-

I watched lazily as the teacher wrote down a formula on the board, this sucked, I can't bring myself to fall asleep…and this is the worst class of the day…

"Hey, Shikamaru, I know you might not be the smartest kid here, but maybe if you picked up that empty head of yours, you might learn something!" The teacher growled.

"Why should I learn something that isn't relevant?" I asked, yawning.

"You think Math isn't relevant?" The teacher mused, "Shows how stupid you really are!" My classmates laughed softly at another one of his lame-ass stupid jokes.

"I never said Math was relevant, Idiot, I'm merely saying, learning wrong formulas isn't going to help me." I sighed, "My god, don't you have a teaching degree? A two year-old can copy something from a book…but you can't even do that, can you?" I sighed, turning my head to the window, ignoring the teachers repulsively ugly face.

"You don't even have your book open you incompident weesle. You have absolutely nothing going for you, do you? You have the brain power of brick and you don't even have friends!" He laughed to himself, "Let me rephrase that, you only have one, and he probally only hangs out with you because you feed that fat ass!"

"Do all teaches pick on students when they're wrong?" I growled, standing up at my desk, "are you so threatened, you pick on a child? For some sick reason, does it make you feel better? You are scum!"

"Sit down now, or you'll get ANOTHER detention!" The teacher barked.

"It's not my fault teachers are dumb asses!" I growled. My eyes shifted to the man entering the room. His masculine physic being hugged by a white dress shirt and black dress pants. He had a bluish-black spiky hair, followed by a fully grown beard. A new teacher here, I guessed, he looked like a wanna-be teacher. Great…just what I wanted.

"Excuse me." The man's voice was firm and low.

"What!" the teacher shouted, "Oh! Mr. Sarutobi! I was just…"

Mr. Sarutobi…wasn't that the old principal's last name? I watched as the man walked up to him, he had fresh cologne on, but that didn't hide the distinguished smell of cigarette smoke.

"You're Shikamaru Nara, Correct?" I couldn't help but feel a bit intimidated, not that I was dumb enough to show it.

"Yea, so, something you need?" I growled, forcng myself if keel a flat, low-toned voice.

"I'm Asuma Sarutobi, pleasure to meet you!" I watched as he extended his arm. What an idiot…but I couldn't help but laugh, good luck with that, I wanted to say, but instead I just slipped back into my seat.

"It's 2d squared plus 5 divided by w." I whispered, turning my head to the window admiring the green grass that covered the field. Asuma walked back to the teacher, the room was silent as they whispered.

"I REALLY hate stupid kids." Asuma announced, making me cringe. Who was he to call me stupid? "But what I REALLY hate, are stupid teachers. Luckily for me, Shikamaru is neither." I kept my composure as the teacher ran out of the room with tears in his eyes. I just stared at him, maybe he wasn't all that bad…but he was still a teacher, so he can't be that smart…right? The room erupted in laughter, pure, joyous laughter…

"If only I knew… this wouldn't have happened."