High school was always the school that everyone found their true love. Well maybe not. They usually break it off and later in their years get married and never remember their last high school lover. But, this is a special case. This is a high school romance that falls through many struggles of being illegal and well just down right creep at times. In the end though, they fall for each other and just live. Just kidding. Shall I stop with the bullshit and write the story now.

Sakura's always was shy teased child. At the age of 12 the girls dubbed her whore and forever called her "billboard whore." Not liking of the new nickname Sakura nearly killed the kid that started the name. She held her throat to the floor tell she passed out or the teacher stopped her. Of course the system punished the victim that acted out. The bullies got away with it and she was sent too another school for their safety. Soon after that she was sent away to another school and another and another and...

Long story short that's how she got here, "Luke High School." Where the kids gossip and fight for fun. The teachers are strange and the most popular boy has raven hair. Sharp knifes are considered necessary for school projects. Sakura may have punched in a few faces and fought for her honor, but she wasn't a bad kid.

Sakura walked in with her red dress and a few books in hand pressed to her chest. She arched her back to look through the hallway to her right. Making sure not to be surprised, she hated surprises. Continuing down the hall watching for anyone that might be able to help her find her way. A woman with brown hair and a strange dress with what looked arrows on it stopped in front of sakura. Face bright and moist lips. A man soon followed carrying a cigarette in hand.

"You must be Sakura, I'm Kurenia. Nice to meet you." The woman announced holding a hand out to the shorter girl.

Sakura shook hands with her as the man blew out ovals. She glanced back and forth and wondered if that red lipstick on his cheek was hers. Sakura immediately understood, like she always did. She was a real nerd, or genius should I say. Only at this moment she got it completely wrong.

"So are you two married?" Sakura asked.

The man jumped from his cool demeanor, dropped the cigarette and fainted.

"No, huny you got it all wrong." Kurenia nearly shouted.

"But your lipstick is allover his face. And a little bit down by his pants."

Sakura blushed at the last part of the observation, but it's kinda hard not to notice bright red on pure black. Yes, you all know what they were doing not to long ago.

"That's none of your business. Your still quiet young don't let these fools corrupt you." Demanded another man.

He announced this advice while quickly and swiftly going by her. His white lab coat flying behind him and flashing her eyes with a permanent flash. Hands in pockets and coat just holding on by the sleeves. If this man didn't speak they wouldn't even notice the white flash going by. The mesmerizing sight didn't last though, soon he was gone like a ghost. Sakura turned to find him and was struck with laughter from the tobacco man.

"I wouldn't go looking for him if I were you. He's like a ghost, one second he's here and another he's just gone!" The man exclaimed with his barrel of laughter. "By the way I'm Asuma."

"Asuma." Sakura repeated, refusing to turn back around.

"Yep that's my name, don't wear it out."

Asuma flicked another cigarette to the ground. Once again another woman came about only this time she drug Asuma away by his ear. The blond woman was immediately Sakura's idol after that.

"God damn-it Asuma, see that's what the principal does if you don't obey her." Kurenia states.

"So if your naughty she drags you by the ear?"

"No, no see she punishes you."

"Oh."

Sakura shuffled in her shoes waiting for something else to happen.

"Well are you ready for your first class, I'll be showing you around?"

Sakura's head shot up from the ground to the man standing in front of her. He looked interesting with what looked like a toothpick hanging from his lips, twitching like a dead animal from the force of his teeth.

"W-who are you?" Sakura asked.

He didn't even take time to learn her name, nope just slapped his arm around her shoulder and started walking.

"I'm Genma, don't worry. I'm good with the guys too so got any pressuring boys and I can knock their teeth in for you."

Through the mix she was drug to her supposed first class, science. No one was at the teachers desk until Asuma sat down. The class went silent except for the occasional whispers.

"Now class." He held up a diagram of DNA. "This thingy here is in your blood... I think.." He paused to untangle his pack of cigarettes from the diagrams core. "Well my cigarettes are certainly in there. Now shall I tell you anymore before sending you to the books?

Sakura's hand shot up. Eager for a answer from her teacher. He yawned and pointed to her only hand in the air.

"I heard that DNA defines your traits and characteristics. It is in all living beings and without it are technically nothing. I also heard that it is made up of sugar, phosphate, adenine, genetics, cytosine, and thymine. Am I right?"

Asuma went dumbfounded causing the lit cigarette to drop from his mouth. The class looked back at her like she was Einstein.

"What, I learned it in junior high. Just thought maybe they were wrong."

"Um... miss. Here they haven't even read about it yet. You know more then most the teachers."

"Is that right. Ha maybe that means I could pass for a teacher!"

Asuma jolted from his chair walked straight up to her and embraced her.

"You got the job, I'm gonna take a nap." Asuma stated, while walking out of the room.

The class stood utterly confused.

"Guess I'm teacher for the day. Who wants to know what a phosphate is?" Sakura squeaked.

Everyone nodded and she eerily stalked up to the front of the room.

"See phosphate is a salt or ester formed by the reaction of a metal, alcohol, or other radical with phosphoric acid. A tribasic acid, phosphoric acid forms three series of phosphates by replacement of one, two, or all three of its hydrogen ions."

Everyone even Genma in the back looked to each other for a explanation.

"Looks like we're going to have to start with the basics aren't we?"

Genma nodded and the rest of class heeded her next words. She spent the rest of the hour teaching them.

Soon she was directed to her second class where the teacher was writing youth repeatedly on the board. She sat down and readied herself for what came next.

"OK, youth of our lovely school. Spend some of that youthful energy working this math problem!" Shouted the teacher.

Sakura's eyes zipped around the walls looking for his name and found a name tag pressed to the front of his desk, Gia. She leaned back and whispered to Genma.

"Don't any of you have last names?" She asked.

"Yeah it's just we don't like to be called by them." Genma replied.

"Well that's horribly formal."

He never replied and the hour passed as well, she just worried what her next teacher would be.

To Be Continued...