Clouds drifted across the blue sky, occasionally going over the sun, causing shadows to dance across the ground.

It was a beautiful day. It was warm, with a slight breeze.

Perfect weather.

A soft hum filled the air. A soft, but happy melodie.

A young girl was walking along the top of a tall brick wall that blocked the houses on the right, from the road on the left.

A peaceful smile was laced on her pale face, her arms were streached out away form her, trying to balance. Gracefully placing one foot before the other, never tilting a bit.

Messy black bangs hung in her eyes, which were gently closed.

Her loose navy skirt ruffled in the wind, as did her baggy tee, with the matching navy sailor tie. Her white socks reached up to her knees, with black shoes.

A normal school uniform….yet somehow different.

Maybe due to the several ribbons that hung from her sleeves, the buttons on the hem of her skirt, the tie die streaks in the socks, or her navy fingerless gloves.

The wind blew gently, causing her long black hair to gently whip around her body as she walked. Once the wind died, it fell back into place, falling to her calfs.

After a moment, her eyes cracked open and reviled bright ember, which was staring up at the sky.

Her hand drifted up, shielding her eyes from the rays of the sun.

"hmm…..im late!"

she giggled and looked before her.

Down the road was a large building. Her school. Which she was late for.

With s large smile, she gripped the strap on her black shoulder bag, and jumped off the wall, landing on the sidewalk, before running towards the school.


The girl slid into the school, spotting that some kids were still in the halls.

Then she safe…..

"Miss. Kumori!"

the girl winched and spun around, staring up at her dean.

"eheheh….morning mister!"

she cheerfully closed her eyes, rubbing the back of her head.

She was soooo screwed, and boy did she know it.

"office. NOW"

"damn"

she sighed and followed the tall brunette man from the hallway, and into his office.

Her ember eyes looked around the room, trying not to smirk.

She had been in her so many times, it felt homey.

The dean sighed, shaking his head gently.

"cant you go one morning without getting in trouble?"

"but…then where's the fun of the day?"

another sigh escaped, while his fingers massaged his temple.

"you know….you take after your sisters a lot. But must you take after them in trouble making as well?"

"do you want that answer?"

the man stared at the girl, who in response just smiled.

He groaned and pulled out some paper, jotting something down.

"miss kumori, you do realize that if you keep up this tardy habit, your going to be getting lots of detention, and that the other teachers will think badly of you?"

the girl stood, and took the slip.

"you do realize I have a name?"

the dean blinked, slightly surprised that there was an angry tone behind the word.

After a moment, the reason clicked in his head.

"alright alright, sorry taiyo. Get your parents to sign that dear"

taiyo smiled and gave a polite bow.

"thank you sir!"

gripping her shoulder strap, she turned and hurried from the room, giving a soft wave before disappearing into the hallway.

The man sighed, resting his head in his hands.

"….those sisters….bless their parents"


taiyo walked in to her first period, smiling at the teacher, whom sighed.

"glad you could join us trady queen"

the girl blushed from embrassment, looking not at her teacher, but at the white board.

"sorry!! I walk to school…so it takes a while!"

"well take the bus!"

she gave a nod and walked to her seat in the back.

Dropping her bag on the floor, her ember eyes drifted out the window.

In her hand, she clentched the slip of paper she had been given, the deans words echoing in her ears.

"Kumori"

taiyo looked up.

"yes?"

she watched as her teacher walked up to her, handing her a yellow sheet.

'hm?"

taking the paper, she started to read the black text.

It was a notice, that they were….switching her classes?

Instead of chemistry, she would have Art 2 in its place, and in place of her art 1 she was currently enrolled in, she would be in biology.

Perfect. Fricken perfect.

Her eyes fell to the desk, and she grabbed her bag, shoving the paper deep inside.

As if this wasn't a bad day already.

She hated getting new classes. She never knew anyone, and everyone stared.

Stupid school…..

The teacher gave a soft smile and walked back to her desk, leaving taiyo to become submerged in her thoughts.


the girl's grip tightened on her bag strap as she walked up to the door into her science class.

God she so did NOT want to go in here!!

Biting her lower lip, she turned the doorknob, and walked inside.

The whole class looked up at the door, their gaze looking the small girl over.

She gulped and walked up to the teacher, handing him her slip.

They smiled and took the slip, reading it over.

"hmm……taiyo kumori hmm? Ah….i had one of your sisters! The blonde!"

her gaze lifted a bit, staring at the man.

"ayame…."

"yep! Never forget that girl….."

taiyo nodded, feeling a bit uneasy.

"umm….w-where should I sit?"

the teacher caght her uneasiness, and placed a hand on her shoulder, with a smile.

"relax hun, they're not gonna bite….right class?"

he turned the girl to face the students, whom had looked up a second time.

A soft murmur filled the room, till one boy stood.

"no but you might!! Look at those teeth!!!"

"look at the referral on my desk"

"shutting up"

"good boy"

he gave taiyo a smile, and the girl stared at his indeed sharp teeth.

The girl looked the man over a second time, getting a better look at him when he stood up strait, shouting something to the kid whom had talked.

He was a rather tall man, probably two feet taller then the small girl. He had a broad built body, his clearly toned chest visible do to the fact that his button up shirt was open up quite a bit.

His hair was messy and stuck up, though looked rather intriguing with its odd navy shade.

There were 3 identical scars under his eyes, running across his cheekbones. The girl was tempted to ask, but held her questions inside.

His coal black eyes drifted back to the girl, and he raised a brow.

"well….arnt you going to take a seat?"

"…you didn't give me one…."

The man blinked, then smirked, which turned into a chuckle.

"ah….i know whom you are now…..ayame told me about you. Young and innocent, yet extremely blunt!"

the girl blinked, slightly confused.

Hadnt he known whom she was due to the sheet with her name?

As the thought went through her head, only one thing seemed to add up.

This guy was a goof. She loved it.

Taiyo cheerfully closed her eyes, and covered her mouth, trying not to let the giggle escape, though it did.

The tall man raised a brow, then chuckled again, but more gently.

"see? I got miss emo here to smile!"

"…I have a name"

the man flashed her a smile with his sharp teeth, making her regret her tone.

"I know that….taiyo. now go sit over there by the window. Ignore that moron next to you"

"oh fuck you!!!"

ignoring him, he walked back to his desk, and taiyo started to walk away, but still spoke.

"can I call you what my sister called you by?"

"and what was that?"

"…sushi"

"…….damn blonde"

taiyo smiled and walked to her desk, dropping the bag at her feet.

When she looked up, her gaze drifted to the one next to her, whom had cursed at the teacher.

It was a young boy, probably a year older then her.

He was tall, with a firm figure. Though, he sat with a slouch, his chin resting in his hand as she spun his pencil on the desk.

He had wild musky brown hair, and cold black eyes. There was a scowl on his hard face. The thin layer of whickers gave him a scruffy look, and the fact that he was in a tight black tank that showed his chiseled upper body, and baggy camo pants didn't really help.

He looked like he could knock someone out for looking at him the wrong way.

The girls eyes drifted up, staring at the sideways bandana on his head.

The boy must have seen her staring, for he sent her a bit of a glare, though she didn't see to notice.

'can I help you?"

his rough voice brought the girl from her thoughts, with a jump.

"s-sorry!......your bandana….i-its cool"

the boy raised a brow, amused at her timid response.

"are you…scared?"

he lend over the space between their desks, taking away more personal space then the girl wished.

At the close range, she could smell that he had a tint of beer in his breath, and the also the wild, daring look in his eyes, though there was also a blanket of fatigued over them.

"heh….you ARE scared……"

the girl gulped and moved back as far as she could, not liking this 'chicken' game he was playing.

Before either made a move, a rolled up paper swatted the older ones head, making him spin around to look at his 'attacker'

"huh…hey whats the big idea?!'

"zabuza….you must not be so rough. Cant you see you scaring the young girl?"

they turned and offered her a smile, making taiyo blush a bit.

They were….beautiful to say the least. Complete opposite of that zabuza guy….

It was a young boy, though he had the slender body of a woman. His soft dark brown hair fell down to his mid back, spilling over his shoulders. He's eyes were so warm, a deep black with a brown shimmer. His smile was very gentle, almost delicate on his overly pale face.

He reached across to the girl, and gently grabbed her hand, pulling her forward so she didn't fall backwords out of the chair.

"are you alright miss?"

taiyo blinked, the soft blush still on her face.

'y-ya…."

"please excuse zabuza, he can be a bit of a brute, but he's really not that bad….."

she gave a nod, while zabuza rolled his eyes.

The young boy gave a soft laugh, and sqweezed it gently.

"your names…taiyo correct? Mine is haku, it's a pleaser to meet you"

"d-ditto"

haku left go of the girls hand, and cast a look over at zabuza.

"please behave zabuza, I do not wish to get detention once again due to your rash behaviour"

"tch, whatever, shouldn't you be in your seat?"

there was a loud thud, and every turned to the front of the class.

Their teacher was staring at them, with a smile.

'taiyo! Im glad your making friends….i wouldn't recommend that fish bait there…."

"hey!"

"but haku is quite the gentleman….but may I please….ask you to SIT!!"

all three sat instantly.

Taiyo blinked, then covered her mouth, laughing gently.

"are all his classes like this?"

"…ya, pretty much"

"yes, quite entertaining arnt they?"

the girl nodded, still trying to muffle her snickers.

Kisame cast a glance in the three's direction, a soft smile on his face.

hmm….and you were worried about her cho. I told you she would do fine……for now…

the smile dropped a bit as certain memories came to mind, but decided to ignore them.

"alright kids!! Your homework for today is to not get killed going home!"

"hai sensei!"


taiyo, being in good spirits, was more then ready for her last class.

Since they were switching around her classes, she got to skip her third period, and go strait to lunch.

Not that she went. The girl had gone up to the roof, and fell asleep, only waking up at the sound of the bell.

With a soft yawn, she grabbed the doorknob, and walked in to the room.

Once the door closed behind her, the bell rang, and everyone looked up, staring at the 'new girl'.

Suddenly, her nervousness hit her.

"uhh….um…w-wheres the teacher?"

everyone stared, though one girl pointed towards a door next to the teachers desk.

Taiyo gulped and walked to the back door, knocking on it gently

The second time she went to rap it with her knuckle, the door swung open, causing her to squeak. She quickly looked up, staring at a young man.

He sighed, and stepped forward, causing her to step back, and closed the door behind him.

"miss, your late"

taiyo stared at the man a moment, taking in every detail of his appearance, which wasn't hard seeing how close he was.

He was a young man, with a very pale composer. His face was delicate like a womans, and his figure was quite thin, but it was clear he was not meek. A mop of crimson hair fell in his face, and down the back of his neck. Soft muddy brown eyes hid behind ling eyelashes, in the light the eyes had a almost ruby shimmer to them.

His gaze drifted up and down the girl, then raised a brow.

"you're the new student"

she gave a nod, staring.

Something about the man…..it seemed so damn similar…..but she couldn't pin why….

The thoughts were pushed away when he gave a cough, and made her jump.

"s-sorry!"

she pulled the slip from her pocket, handing it to him.

"miss…kumori?"

"its taiyo"

"here its says kumori"

"….they call me taiyo"

the man sighed, and walked over to his desk, signing the slip.

"great….another stubborn one. Take a seat anywhere"

she frown, then turned, gulping.

Everyone was staring at her.

Wonderful.

Walking past them all, she went into the way back, near a large window and took a seat.

She was the only at that table….yet it felt somewhat nice to sit alone. Especially since the sun rays were warming the area.

The man walked to the board, and grabbed a marker, writing across the white board the days task.

Her ember eyes searched the board, and in the corner spotted the name.

'akasuna'

"weird name…."

not really putting any care into thinking about the matter, she pulled out a small notebook, and started to doodle along the edges, enjoying the warmth the sun gave her. It was always so warm and made her smile…..

No wonder she was named after the large ball of fire.

The girl was so wrapped in her doodles, she failed to notice the teacher walking around the room.

He stopped before he desk, coughing gently.

Her eyes lifted from her notebook, meeting his.

"hm?"

"…..are you daing the task?"

she looked past him, and at the board.

They were to make a drawing of their favorite dream.

The girl blinked, confused.

"why would we draw a dream?"

he sighed, gently closing his eyes.

"its part of the program"

"…can I paint it?"

"no"

she shrugged and went back to doodling.

"well? Are you going to do it, or would you rather me just fail you now?"

taiyo looked up once more, and gave the man a warm smile.

"but im not a sketch artist! My elder sister is…im a painter!!"

"uh huh……and im your teacher, so do the work"

"………just give me a zero then"

he frown, giving the girl a light glare.

Somehow through the whole fight, she wore a smile.

Strange child.

"whatever…..i expect a drawing by the end of class"

he turned and walked away from the girl, whom watched as he left.

Something about him….it was so damn familiar….but why?

The thoughts nagged at her mind, but she ignored them and continued to doodle her art of a stick figure war.


when the bell rang, the girl dropped the doodle on the teachers desk, earning a rather surprised look from the redhead.

Taiyo just smiled and left.

The teacher, akasuna, grabbed a pen and marked the far corner.

B

There weren't dinosaurs in world war 2….or aliens…….

His eyes once more looked over the sheet, and a soft sigh escaped his lips.

Something told him this was going to be a looooong year.