The idea of schedule, and planning proper 'scheduling' is something that has eluded many people since the beginning of time. Working one's self into a shape-able, new and orderly sequence of steps would surely send people into a state of frustration, and ultimately give up on the idea. Going with the flow, while it's openness for leisure and free movement is a given, it could also lead to lazy and slothish tendencies. So in any case, would Shino Aburame call his fellow team mates 'lazy sloths?' Not in the slightest, no. Would Shino Aburame consider himself to be drastically different from his fellow classmates in terms of planning? Well at the very least you could call Shino's thought process a 'hive mind'. This definition works both literally and figuratively. Proper, calculated, strict are all the qualities an Aburame youth should possess. Don't talk out of line, speak when spoken to, keep your thoughts open, but your "thoughts" to yourself, and above all-respect and love your comrades and country. Did Shino respect his comrades? Of course. Love? Sure, why not. Let's say he does. Would he kill for them to get their act together? ...

Well.

6:00 AM

Shino sat on his bed and wiped the sleep out of his face and eyes. Five minutes exactly before his alarm clock on his watch went off. He took a look around in his room-a plan bedroom, decorated with the everyday pieces of furniture you'd expect out of a seventeen year old male. A few risque pictures here and there, a large shelf of books regarding his studies, clothes scattered about, etc. It's a shame that he was so busy everyday; he'd consider this place his own personal hobble for him to think and reflect on life. Regardless, there was no time for thinking or reflecting. Work had to be done. Shino took the first two minutes of his routine to straighten up his room to prevent his mother from saying anything regarding the matter. Fixed up, and with clothes in his arm to wear for the day, Shino walked out of his room (closing it quietly to prevent waking his annoying mess of a father), and headed to the bathhouse that his clan had for personal use. He preferred cleaning himself early to prevent any unnecessary passerbys (the bath was co-ed and Shino was no stranger to bathing with the opposite sex.). Along his way with walking to the bathhouse, the sounds of nature and his 'companions' were wide awake and lively. He'd have to make sure to greet his team of workers after he got him self settled.

7:15 AM.

In his personal restroom, Shino groomed himself s he usually did. Ever the efficient multitask master, Shino focused on brushing his teeth with his own body power, while his 'companions' began work on unknotting and straightening his hair. One of the benefits of being an Aburame clan member is the near-perfect symbiosis a member would have with the insect population. Never an operation of one against the other, but rather a joint cooperation of man and bug. With this Shino learned to respect his environment and ecosystem, mostly thinking of the greater good that benefits both himself and his companions. After finishing his teeth, and hair, Shino slipped on his high-collared sleeveless vest, letting his mouth be cut off by the collars, leaving the peering [REDACTED] color of his eyes and his hair stick out prominently. Slapping on his forehead protector, and afterwards his black sunglasses, Shino left his spotless room-shinobi bag to his side-and headed to his kitchen the area of the clan's housing that his family owns. His parents were long gone by now, so as expected, a small black box was left on the counter, with the usual "have a pleasant day" note left by his mother. A grumble escaped his voice after grabbing the box and slipping it back into his bag next to his box of cigarettes and other medical equipment for him and his team.

Now that the easy part of his day was over, Shino left the area of the Aburame Clan stronghold, and began walking into town. His usual blank expression leading alongside of him.

8:27 AM

It was the usual meeting spot-utop of the Ninja Academy. He was always first. He was always the first one to sit, and wait patiently for his teammates and master. So there, he sat. Waiting.

8:45 AM.

He waited.

9: 12 AM

He waited.

9: 36 AM.

The shuffling of two feet and four (LARGE) paws came after an estimated one hour and 10 minutes of waiting. Shino's expression remained blank as the first two of his team of five began showing up. The black leather-clad, brown haired boy and his trusty ninja mut-err, dog, arrived on the scene in a much more exasperated look than Shino's clean and presentable atmosphere. They clearly just got out of the bed without any regard of their appearance...or...hygiene. Though this was expected from the duo of Inuzuka Kiba and his pet, Akamaru. Kiba's lazy, exhausted face greeted the Aburame with a pleasant grin.

"Mornin, Shino." Kiba said enthusiastically, followed by a yawn. Shino remained quiet. This was the usual pact of communication they had. Soon after, Akamaru came in front of Shino, giving him a bark of greetings. Shino obliged to the dog's greeting, and scratched behind Akamaru's ears. Shino remained quiet.

And so, the two waited.

10:00 AM

They waited. Kiba played fetch with his dog, while Shino kept to his silent, frozen position.

10:22 AM.

They waited. Akamaru took a nap.

10:57 AM

"S-Sorry...!" The quick shuffling of audible, confused feet came flooding up the stairs to the roof of the Ninja Academy, and soon enough came Hinata Hyuuga, panting heavily due to her running, looking in a much more presentable state than Kiba was. "O-Ohayou..." She muttered in between her breaths. Akamaru jolted up, and ran over to Hinata for her to lean against. She smiled at the helpful dog, patting his back. A bright grin appeared on Kiba's face as he walked over to greet his other team-mate.

"Mornin', sleepyhead!" Kiba began. "You're late again. What happened this time; your cousin kept you occupied?" Hinata, now finally catching her breath and drinking the water bottle holstered to the side of her leg, replied to the beast-loving boy.

"N-No...I have news! R-Regarding sensei!" Hinata said with a bit of eagerness. Kiba raised an eyebrow, wondering what she meant. He walked over to Akamaru's back and sat utop of him, looking down at Hinata.

"What about? She's okay, right?" He asked. Hinata nodded, reaching into her pocket and pulling out what appeared to be a note from their sensei, Yuuhi Kurenai.

Shino had immense respect and appreciation for his sensei. Kurenai was smart, calm, caring, attractive-she had all of these interesting perks that made her stand out more as a human being than a shinobi, and she wasn't afraid to show her humanity around her team. Wether it be gossiping about her late lover to her team when they were younger, building Hinata's courage throughout the years, or her (futile) attempts of opening Shino up to her team, she remained an important part about her life. Throughout her pregnancy, Shino was one the one (along with her own friends and Hokage alike) who stuck to her shoulder like glue, serving and aiding through her insane mood swings (she punched his face, thus leading to Kurenai knowing what exactly is beneath those glasses of his.) and cravings. He would honestly admit that, along with a few others, Kurenai is one of Shino's closest friends. At least; that's what he likes to believe.

So when he heard there was something wrong with her not being here anytime sooner, and along with Hinata's absence. So Shino-for the first time in a couple of hours, got up from his seat, and walked over to the two without their knowledge.

"W-Well..." Hinata began, a tad nervous. "H-Her baby caught an illness, s-so she's going to be home for a week to tend to the baby's sickness. S-So...we have a replacement instructor for the time being...!"

Kiba scratched his head. "Replacement? W-Well, we're all Chunin-do we really need a replacement teacher? We can take care of ourselves! Hell, even Shino could lead u-"

Kiba stopped. Looking back, he noticed the spot that Shino was missing from. "Where'd he go?"

Shino remained silent, standing directly behind Kiba. Hinata was quick to notice he was behind the boy, and couldn't hold back her laughter.

"Ehh?! What's so funny, Hinata-chan? I'm just wond-" He paused. Then, he got the picture. "He's right behind me, isn't he." Hinata nodded, her face turning pink as she laughed just a bit harder. Shino remained silent as Kiba turned around.

"Jeez! Can't you tell us when you're on the move?!" Kiba sighed, scratching his head. Akamaru leaned up to bark at Shino (most likely laughing at Kiba.). A smirk appeared on Shino's face (though not visible.).

"Shino-kun..." Hinata thought to herself as she laughed. "What does go on in that head of yours? I bet it's on a whole different level...! I guess...that's why you're the strongest out of all of us...and yet, you choose Kiba-kun to be our leader." She regained her composure, a sigh of admiration for her team's silent member. Shino took a quick glance at Hinata, and his smirk stayed. He was glad that she was expressing herself a bit better. Still, that didn't change the burning question left in Shino's head.

Shino unzipped his collar a bit, revealing his mouth, he looked over to the two, and for the first time in the day, he spoke openly to the team. "So, who's our replacement? Is it the woman who's been standing on the tree about a kilometer east of us, observing us with a telescope."

The two others' faces changed from their natural expressions to that of shock for a brief moment. Their guards were left down, so they obviously didn't expect to detect anyone because they weren't really trying at that point in time. Even Shino's chakra-whose was extremely challenging to detect for years-was at a low level. So how did he spot her?

"How do I know this?" Shino continued, moving a cigarette to his mouth. "Because I saw under her skirt briefly."

Silence.

...

"YOU DID WHAT YOU LITTLE SHITSTAIN?!"

That's about it for this one. I'd really appreciate the feedback for the story. Actual criticism is really preferred.