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Where the fuck was his chemistry class? And he was positive Anko knew where this goddamned "Lab 4" was! She was laughing at his expense! Her shitty explanation was that he needed "human interaction", meaning not her or Baki. Damn nurses. So now he needed to find someone that knew where the AP Junior Year Chemistry Lab number 4 was! There was no way he would run into anyone that had that same exact class and was late by 20 minutes.
"Anko just tell me where the class is!" Gaara finally growled at her.
"No Gaara! Human interaction! Now go find someone!" She shot back at him, clearly enjoying this sadistic little game of hers. Gaara spun around and pinned the two with a filthy glare.
"I've killed before and I'll do it again. Now where is the mother fucking room!?" Gaara spat out at his two 'caretakers'.
"Look! There's a person! Talk to him!" Anko yelled pointing behind Gaara. Gaara turned around.
His breath caught. There was the most beautiful creature running around the corner, closely followed by two more people. The beautiful boy had long brunette hair down to his waist. It was a shame it was pulled back. He was tall. Well technically everyone was taller than Gaara, but that's not the point. His eyes were pure white, bleeding into lilac tones on the edges of them. Meaning they were abso-fucking-lutely sexy. He was wearing black shorts that almost covered his knees, and a plain white tee that was deliciously tight on the boy. His left arms and legs were bandaged up, giving him a balanced, yet unbalanced look to him.
The two other boys looked like they were closely related. One was taller than the two of them with a long ponytail and fringe around his face. He was also wearing the weirdest overcoat- black with little red clouds on it and a very high collar, it was open at the time, showing a black fishnet shirt and long black pants. The slightly smaller clone had an interesting hairstyle. The back of his hair was spiked up while he had let a good amount of fringe to frame his face. He was wearing white shorts, with white strips of cloth wrapped up his calves, two large wrist-coverings with small buckles on the blue trim, and a high-collared blue shirt. They both had charcoal black eyes.
The one that came around the corner first stopped running in front of Gaara and said in a hurried voice:
"If a crowd of ravenous girls come around the corner, we went that way." He panted pointing down a hallway. Now Gaara could see a faint green tattoo on the boy's forehead, two horizontal hooks pointing to an "X" positioned in the middle of his forehead. The boy signaled to the other two towards the lockers next to Gaara, Anko, and Baki.
"A-alright." Gaara stuttered, which he mentally kicked himself for immediately after, because Gaara never stutters. The three nodded to him. And before Gaara could blink, they all landed a solid kick to the handle of three lockers, which sprung open. Catching the doors, all three climbed in and smashed the lockers closed.
Gaara whipped his head to the corner that they came from as a huge crowd of girls came running around it, shouting.
"Hey! Red-head! Did you see three hotties run this way?" One yelled from the end of the hall. Gaara blinked looked at the hallway the three had indicated, and wordlessly pointed in that direction.
"Thanks!" One of the more psychotic girls yelled, going down that hallway. By the time their footsteps faded away, he knocked on the beautiful boy's locker.
"It's clear." Gaara stated to the locker. He felt stupid talking to a locker. A muffled "you sure?" came from the locker next to the one he knocked on.
"Yes." Anko stated from behind Gaara, who was slightly startled because he had forgotten his caretakers were there. Two of the three doors opened, one of them jiggled, and a large muffed "FUCK!" was heard from inside. The two that had stepped out (the weird over-coat guy and the beautiful one) stared in amusement at the rattling locker, which was now muttering obscenities.
"Gaara. Now's your chance! Ask these guys." Baki said, poking Gaara in the back of the head. Gaara blushed. Why did he have to ask these guys? He wasn't very good with this whole talking thing.
"Ask what?" The beautiful one asked. Gaara felt himself go pink.
"I… Um… Do you …I'm Gaara." Gaara blurted out.
The beautiful boy's eyebrow raised. The taller of the two snorted in amusement, and you could hear muffled laughter from the still closed locker.
"I'm Neji." The beautiful-boy-now-dubbed-Neji said in a cool voice.
"Itachi." Said the guy in the overcoat.
"Sasuke!" Yelled the locker. Itachi sighed and kicked the door open, in which the boy screamed from the inside.
"Warn me when you're gonna mother fucking do that!" Sasuke yelled picking out mirror fragments from his shiny black hair as he stepped out of his temporary prison. Turned out there was a magnetic mirror inside the locker door that shattered on him. Anko cleared her throat and looked pointedly at Gaara.
"Uhm… why were you running?" Gaara spit out at Neji. Damnit. This whole talking thing sucked! The boy in question blinked at the sudden statement and sighed.
"Those girls and a few boys…" Neji started, searching for the right words, "are our stalkers."
"They're crazy!" The boy dubbed Sasuke twitched, Neji nodded in agreement.
"Won't go away. Most of them had transferred into our classes. They distinctly remind me of bloodhounds. We can't get away." Itachi said absently, running his fingers through his fringe.
"Oh…" Gaara spoke softly.
"If that is all…" Neji said as their group brushed past Gaara.
"Wait." Gaara said spinning around, which was hard to do considering his legs had turned to jelly. Neji lifted his eyebrow at Gaara, which was all he needed for prompting.
"Where is AP Chem Lab 4?" At this Sasuke snorted.
"It's the door to your left, idiot. Considering your observation skills are you sure you're in Advanced Placement?"
"Yes. I'm sure. I'm probably smarter than you." Gaara spat at this obnoxious boy.
"Wanna bet?" Sasuke challenged.
"Not really." Gaara replied disinterestedly.
"Why you-!"
"Calm down Sasuke. Nothing good can come of this." Itachi said pinning his brother with a very disturbing look.
"Fuck off." Sasuke said, however he did just as his brother told him to. He took a long breath and stepped back. Neji shot his pale eyes to Gaara and shot him a look.
"Sorry." Gaara said to the other boy. He smiled inwardly as he felt Neji's glare lift off of him. Which he also immediately kicked himself for, Gaara did not live to please others!
"Hn." Sasuke grunted. At that, every one of the good-looking boys had turned and left.
"Did you just… apologize?" Anko said shaking her head in disbelief.
"Shut up." Gaara said stomping over to the door and yanking it open, secretly disturbed by his behavior.
"That's the Gaara we all know and fear!" Anko said cheerfully, following him into the room. Inside the room, everyone had turned their heads and stared at him.
"And you are?" The teacher asked with a slight edge to his voice.
"His name is Gaara." Anko answered for him, immediately not liking this teacher.
"I didn't ask you." The teacher said shortly. Anko glared at this bastard of a teacher and opened her mouth to speak, but before she could his voice cut her off.
"Introduce yourself to the class, Gaara." The man said in a low tone. He had long black hair, and yellow cat eyes that were surrounded by a large amount of purple make-up. His skin looked diseased and stretched.
"It is polite to introduce yourself first before asking others to do so." Gaara said shortly.
"I am Orochimaru-sensei. I don't like snotty children and my curriculum is excruciatingly hard. Now your turn." The man answered, licking his lips with a long purple tongue. Gaara turned to the students and sighed.
"My name is Gaara, I hate people and I can pass this class with a 100." Gaara said, turning his head to Orochimaru and giving him a small glare at the last "fact" about him.
"And who are your two shadows?" Orochimaru prompted, pointing to the two caretakers.
"They are here incase I get the urge to kill everyone." Gaara said directly to the teacher.
"Sit." He said sourly pointing to a chair next to a sleeping, pony-tailed individual. Gaara walked over to the seat and sat down with a dull thud. His caretakers walked to the back wall and just stood there.
"As I was saying…There are several factors which determine the rate of a specific reaction and those are expressed in the "collision theory" which states that for molecules to react, they must: Collide, have the right energy, and have the right geometry." Orochimaru started up again. Gaara promptly took out a notebook and begun to draw. He already knew Kinetics. So simple. It wasn't hard. And with that thought in his mind he began to doodle. After a large amount of time he caught his name being said.
"…Gaara-san?"
"Hm?" Gaara looked up at Orochimaru.
"I said is it possible to determine the order of a reactant, and eventually the reaction rate, Gaara-san?" Orochimaru asked smugly. He knew that Gaara hadn't been listening. He was going to get it wrong!
"Yes. Using initial rate information which includes the concentration of the reactants and the rate at which the product is formed. If you double the concentration of reactant X and the rate increases by 2a, then the order of reactant X is "a". If you triple the concentration of reactant Y and the rate increases by 3b, then the order of Y is "b". For example, if you have a reaction with one reactant, A, and you double [A and the rate doubles, then the ratek[A1. If, instead, you double [A and the rate quadruples, the ratek[A2. If you double [A and the rate stays the same, then the ratek[A0. To find the rate constant, k, using initial rate information, just plug in one experiment's concentrations and rate into the rate law and solve." Gaara said monotonously. Orochimaru's eyes widened, and he promptly began to be in a pissy mood. Well that was Gaara's take on it.
"Well then. Seems like you're not completely useless in this class."
"Is that all?" Gaara asked his teacher in a scathing voice.
"For now." Orochimaru replied. After a few more minutes of mindless drivel spouting from the teachers mouth, the bell rung.
Gaara glanced at his schedule. AP Math. Fun.
"Anko, My next class is down this way." Gaara said walking down a hallway.
"How do you know that?" Baki asked.
"We ran by it 13 times looking for AP Chemistry." Gaara stated with a look that said 'you're-really-retarded-are-you-sure-you-have-a-Ph.D-in-science?'.
"Oh." Anko breathed.
They all settled into AP Math waiting for the teacher to arrive. Gaara sat next to a familiar sleeping boy with a pony-tail and a grey jacket with green accents on it. Gaara remembered that he sat next to this kid in Chemistry too. He briefly wondered what his name was before the teacher walked in. He was a large man with a small smile on his face. He had a scar on the bridge of his nose and his brown hair was pulled up into a pony-tail. What was it with long hair and guys at this school? Gaara pondered.
"Hello!" The smiling man said to his class.
"Hi Iruka-sensei." The entire class chanted back. The man sighed and placed all of his stuff on the desk in front of the room. He glanced around the room, and his eyes stopped on Gaara.
"It seems there's a new face. What's your name?" Iruka-sensei asked in a very polite tone. Gaara stood up next to his desk, with his left hand resting lightly on the desk.
"My name is Gaara. Anything else you would like to know?"
"Uhm… if you would like to tell us anything else, you're welcome to, if not, you may sit down." Iruka said in a tone that suggested that he say more. Gaara ignored the tone however and sat down. Iruka looked mildly disappointed before giving a small smile, his mood doing a one-eighty.
"I am Iruka Umino, Gaara. What all of you should be calling me is Umino-sensei. However, you all think otherwise. Now today we will be learning 'The polyhedron formula'!" Iruka looked positively giddy about it too. Gaara sighed. That one was easy too. Oh well, he sighed continuing his drawing from chemistry.
"Gaara-san?" Iruka asked interrupting his drawing.
"Yes?" Gaara asked, ready to answer anything this guy could throw at him.
"Can you come up and answer this problem on the board?" Gaara glanced at the very complicated graph and the question next to it, and nodded. The problem was simple enough. He walked up to the board and started to write. After about five minutes of writing a constant string of numbers letters and formulas, he had the number '5' written in a circle.
"Wow Gaara, We are halfway into the year and you already have a good grasp on what we've been learning!" Iruka said in a delighted tone before plucking the piece of chalk from Gaara's hand and ushering Gaara back to his seat. The entire class was staring at him now. Gaara inwardly groaned, now he had to fend off people asking for him to be his tutor. Damnit. They would flock to him like flies. Very annoying, buzzing flies. He briefly wondered if he owned a fly swatter. Very suddenly, the bell jolted Gaara from his thoughts of flies and tutoring.
"What class do we have to drag your ass into now Gaara?" Anko asked looking over his shoulder at his schedule.
"P.E." Gaara said with horror, which caused Anko and Baki to laugh at his expense.
