Second chapter, hope it's okay )

This is written mainly for the only person who liked it. Besides me and my dog.

Oh, and a fun fact? Maho is completely made up, but Mori is partially based on my brother. Shocking? Perhaps.

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"Maho, please pay attention."

Her eyes scanned over the teacher quickly. That was some attitude he had, talking to her. He was, what, 23, and still a chunnin? Absolutely pathetic, no wonder he was stuck teaching this useless course. Maho stared blankly ahead, passing her desk partner back a note. She didn't get to sit with Gaara, they sat in alphabetical order by last name, so she sat beside a boy with a dog and red fang marks on his cheeks. The dog, whose name she had gathered to be Akamaru, was sitting in her lap upon request.

From an early age, Maho had found that she could control people, no jutsu required. She was just the kind of girl whose pen you would pick up, or for whom you would appologize for grazing her elbow. It came in handy when you were in a cold classroom and needed a lap warmer.

Finally, a break in the incessant blabbering.

"You have to be new here, what's your name?" The boy asked her.

"Maho."

"Where're you from?"

"I was going to school in iwa. This is akamaru, right?"

"Yeah,"

"Who're you?" The boy smiled at her, canines glinting.

"Inzuyaka Kiba."

"I'm glad to know someone here with a dog."

"I'm glad to know the prettiest girl in Kohona."

"Go to hell." Kiba's mouth hung open as Maho leaned back in her seat, hands behind her head, eyes closed.

"Maho, I'm tired of talking to you..."

"Then don't."

"You may leave now."

"See you tomorrow, sensei." Maho winked at Gaara, who'd turned in his seat to watch her leave, and walked calmly out of the classroom. Upon closing the door, she threw her book and screamed.

"Oh," She sighed. "It hurts to live today."

"And that would've hurt it if had hit anyone." Maho whipped around to see a very tall jounin with a mask and grey hair carrying a dirty novel. She deduced that he was a teacher here, therefore he was an idiot, so she'd use small words with him.

"I'm sorry, I should've been more careful."

"No, clearly you were in the mood to throw something, so you did. That displays how much you know yourself, and how much you give in to temptation."

Maho stared at the weirdo.

"Some could argue that." Was all she said. She picked up her books and made to leave.

"My name is Kakashi, I'd like to learn yours."

"Maho."

"Okay, Maho, will you walk with me? I'd like to hear what's bothering you."

Maho considered. He was reasonably competent, sure, weird, no doubt, perverted, yes, but the two of you could at least discuss lack of plot in the Icha Icha books.

"Yes, I'd like that."

"I don't know, I guess we just needed a change of things. Iwa was really reluctant to let us move up, we wanted to join black opps again but they didn't let us. Kohona seemed the logical choice, but I don't like the cold."

"I guess it is a lot warmer in the desert. Doesn't it get cold at night?"

"No, we lived in a valley, the heat stayed in."

There was a bell, which made maho's back straighten up. Class in 5.

"Class in 5 maho, we should talk later, once you get your team and all."

"Okay, good bye."

"See ya." Maho ran across the field, down a hall, up a stair case and barely made it through the door when the second bell rang.

"Hey Maho, good to see you again." It was Kunerai. She was nice. "You taking this class seems like a joke though."

"Tell me about it." Was all Maho said as she took a seat between Maho and Temari.

"Ciao, neymache shta?" Mori asked.

"Later." Maho replied, determined to pay attention this class.