What happens when you send a teacher with unknown superpowers on an Anime adventure and then throw Haruhi suzumiya and co in the mix? You now have total Chaos...

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Okay, not my first, but i have high hopes for this! construct critique is welcomed, and if you have ideas, let me know! Also, if you have characters you want me to include, hit the submit feedback thingy and let loose! Ja!

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The Melancholy Of Nami Tamora Uchiha

Nami sighed. Out of all the jobs she thought she might have, teaching high school language just hadn't been on that list... And why oh WHY did she have to have Suzumiya in Her class?! Honestly! the girl had so many random and inexplicable outbursts that the other kids didn't care any more. And then Nami would send Haruhi and Kyon into the hall to discuss... well... whatever Haruhi wanted to discuss...

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"TAMORA SENSEI!!" yelled one of the high school students in room four A.

"Yes Haruhi?" said woman asked from behind a large mountain of "to be graded" papers. Nami Tamora was just about through with grading papers from two months ago... No wonder all of her students had A's.

"You HAVE to JOIN the SOS BRIGADE!!!!" it took the exhausted teacher a moment to process what Haruhi Suzumiya had just said, but when she did, she sighed. Haruhi pestered her with this every day and each day; each with a different excuse; Nami would politely decline.

Today, her excuse was : "I'm sorry Haruhi, but the SOS brigade is a school club. No teachers allowed.." Haruhi humphed and sat back down, feet incessantly tapping. at that precise moment, the sliding classroom door opened to reveal Tachimaki Naraki, in all his P.E. glory.

"Tachimaki-san... What brings you here?" 'Again...' Nami thought.

"Just bored actually...none of the students are in P.E. right now, so I thought i could help you out or something..."

Nami blinked... maybe she could tolerate him for a while... if he could grade papers that is... she folded her hands and rested her chin on them, looking Tachimaki up and down before sighing and giving an exhausted smile.

"Well what are you standing there for? Get grading!" the entire class groaned in unison, (save Haruhi, who was still trying to figure a way to get Nami into the sos brigade), there went their perfect A's.

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Nami sighed, reveling in the warm bathwater she enjoyed every Saturdayevening. the week had been resiliently stressful and it was all she could do not to head straight for the bathtub. she'd stayed up considerably late grading leftover papers and she was finished completely now. unfortunately it was already somewhere around 3 am. However, Nami didnt really care because, coupled with the warm water, she held a sense of accomplishment, and nothing could ruin her mood.

*KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK*

Almost nothing...

Nami sighed, putting on an old robe from her teenage years, and made her way downstairs, keen on giving whoever was disturbing her relaxation time a real earful. the culprit knocked again.

"MAH! I'M COMING!" she yelled, hoping to deter her unwanted visitor. Unfortunately for her, no such luck.

She opened the door slightly so she could see who was there, and ground her teeth.

"Tachimaki san... How did you get my address?" she asked, as politely as possible. Especially since she was still peeved about her bath being interrupted.

"the school directory..." he said, before taking in her appearance. "Bad time?" he asked.

"Very very bad timing..." Nami growled, before sighing and leting him in.

"since you're here anyway..." she turned to Tachimaki.

"Im gonna go get dressed, make yourself at home... I'll be back in a few minutes"

he nodded and sat himself on an armchair in the downstairs living room as Nami went upstairs.

True to her word, Nami came back downstairs in a casual outfit with a studded belt that hung over her shirt on her hips. she didnt look happy at all.

"Do you have ANY idea what TIME it is?!!!"

Tachimaki scratched the back of his head.

"no, not really."

"Its FIVE IN THE FLIPPIN MORNING!!!!!!"

IAMALINEBECAUSEISAYI'MALINE,YOUGOTAPROBLEMWITHTHATPUNK?

After Nami had calmed down enough to sit and sigh, (Tachimaki had his back to the wall with a look of pure horror and had his legs firmly crossed), she looked him up and down with a smirk. the poor man was vibrating in terror.

'on a side note, though,' Nami thought, 'He's kinda kaw- wait. Please tell me i wasnt about to say (think) the word: Kawaii... shimatta...the headache's coming back...'

she ran a hand absently through her hair, then started to rub her temples.

" I'm going to make tea... Want any?" she asked tachimaki, who was slowly making his way away from the wall. he nodded warily.
"You aren't going to poison me, are you?" he asked, causing Nami to give a loud hearty laugh as she sauntered into the kitchen.
"No, Tachimaki-san. I promise i wont poison you. Emphasis on Promise."
he mentally sighed and followed her into the kitchen where she was trying to reach the tea box on the top shelf. Nami was not a tall person, and even the dramatic reaching did her no good. the box taunted her.

RING RING!!!
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!!
RING RING RING!!!

"GOD! Who could it possibly be THIS TIME? EH?!"
The knocking and ringing did not cease until Nami opened the door, and there, in all its glory, was the Sos brigade. Haruhi Suzumiya, comander and cheif of the pesty little made up club standing centre.

'oh kami, why ME?!' thought an unrested and very unhappy brunette.