A/N: So first of all: Hi, from me, Cenaire! This is my part of the story or Sasori POV. This is the first Naruto fanfic I write and, as well, the first ever story I publish so bear with me. I hope you enjoy my 1-st chapter!

Disclamer: We own nothing, except the plot.


Sasori POV

Day one, Murama High, 8:10 AM.

So a new school again. New boring teachers and new idiotic students. I'm kinda getting bored from all this moving around but at least I'll be satisfied in the end, when I go to the red room. But for now I'm stuck here with all the fools.

'You know what to do. I expect you to do your job, without causing any problems..'

These were the last of Pain's words before he and Konan entered the pretty big building of Murama High.

Chemistry cabinet, 8:30 AM.

I hate my luck. No. I don't even think I have luck. The stupid teacher wanted me to introduce myself.

'With just a few sentences. Tell them you're name, your hobbies, something like that.'

And that was my chemistry teacher. Around his 60's , wearing white apron and dark grey pants. Probably 1 of the 2 he owns. With his grey hair falling loose and the big black nerdy glasses he looked like a living Einstein. (Except the glasses)

'Okay my name is Sasori. I like art.' Close enough. 'Can I take my seat now?'

'Not the talkative type, I see. Yes, you can take your seat.'

Teachers are so annoying. The only free seat was in the end of the room, which was kind of nice because no one really pays attention to the students sitting there. 'He's kinda cute, don't you think?' , 'he is, but not like Sasuke' - that's what few girls said when I bypassed them. Now I have to find who Sasuke is. I bet he's the dark haired guy two desks in front of mine. (he's the only one in this class that looks even remotely hot) Well I don't see anything so special about him. We'll see how cool he is later.

And then I was brought back to reality in worst way possible. A pen hit my head. The class burst out laughing and I heard a voice calling me loser. Guess what happens now. I basically jumped from my seat and before realizing I was aiming for that bastard's nose. Meanwhile the door opened and Kisame's head showed.

'Sorry I'm late teacher. I just got lost.'

Once he saw me he fully entered the room and grabbed me, just barely preventing me from hitting that loser. What a lucky son of a bitch.

'Hey, what happened?! Sai what was that?!'

Oh, yeah, we had a teacher in the room.

'Excuse me Sensei, my pen just slipped out of my hand.'

What the...

'Is that what really happened, Sai?'

'Yes.'

Is that teacher really buying that bullshit?!

'Okay, apologize then.'

Sai pulled a incredibly silly smile on his face and turned to me.

'Sorry, red hair'

And here it came over the edge.

'Are you really buying that, teacher?' I shouted 'Look at him, he is smiling like a fucking idiot!'

'Hey, you can't talk like that to your teacher!'

Kisame?!

Kisame literally jumped on me with his fist hitting my side.

What the hell is that idiot doing?!

'Trust me here.' he whispered to me.

He hit me twice and I hit him back. However it looked more like chaff rather than like a real fight.

'Stop it!' the teacher's voice filled the room.

Kisame obviously didn't hear him or didn't want to stop, so I had to say something:

'Stop, you asshole!..'

He finally stopped and looked the teacher rather guilty. What the fuck is happening here?

'Now, you two will come with me. The others - open to page 48 and do all the exercises.'

The teacher led us outside in the empty corridor. It was about the middle of the lesson so that wasn't strange in the least.

'You think you can do that in my lesson?! I'm not jus-..'- Kisame hit the poor guy in the head and knocked him unconscious. What?!

'Did you lost your mind?! What the hell are you doing?!'

'Gezz...Sasori, not so loud. People will hear us'

I honestly don't even know why I bursted out like that. Normally I find these type of things quite amusing..

'Let me explain you', Kisame continued. 'Than man, lying in our feet, our dear chemistry teacher, is a criminal and is in our target list.' So that's why..

'And couldn't you capture him somewhere different? Or you find knocking him out in front of 20 more people funny?' What am I talking, it's funny actually.

'Well, it's not me who got into trouble first. Didn't you hear Pain? The thing about not causing problems?'

'Whatever. Where are you going now?'

'I'm going to deal with him, you better go back in that room. If someone asks tell them the teacher didn't feel well.

' 'kay. Just make sure no one sees you running around with an unconscious teacher on your back.'

And that was the day pretty much. Luckily none of these brats asked any unnecessary questions. If they were to do that I'd probably kill them all and run away. Or at least that's what I think. During the rest of the lessons I quite understood just how stupid people can be. Not like I didn't know that already. Every time I transfer into a new school my expectations get lower and lower. There are some things that never change. You, as a new student, are always treated the same way. I'm not shy and I can say I'm getting along pretty well with other students, especially girls. (I'm pretty humble as well, aren't I?) And that is the main reason I have a headache now. My last class was English and lucky me (or I shall say unlucky me) had to experience Konan's fist when she heard me and a few more boys sharing some intel from the women's dressing room. That's why I'll be more careful from now on.


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