Okay, this time around, it looks like someone actually responded to my writings.

Any way, I'll try to make this chapter longer, but I make no promises.

I just got my lap top back, so I feel like celebrating!

One whole freaking week without my computer-ughhuhuhuh, horrible ne? I went and saw Twilight, yeah, I'm a fan girl, over the week end, and it was kinda cool, despite multiple infractions on information from the book.

I keep forgetting things, gomen, but here's the key for the story, then the next chapter.

'Oh my kami, they're HOT!': thoughts

'Why am I swimming in chocolate icing?' : dreams/visions

"Get me the hell out of this damned seal!" : demons/past lives

My teachers are all insane... great, now I'm never going to make it through the day.

Shortly after helping Hinata, Mizuki headed straight for her first period class: Calculus. Of course, like any other high school student, Mizuki hates math.

'Kuso! I can't believe I have math first.' she thought in a huff. Upon entering the class room everything was normal. She walked to the first empty seat that was available, and sat down- still normal.

For one glaring instance, Mizuki thought that the year might go well, and it would be kind of nice her first day.

She was horribly wrong.

A round, black projectile shot through the open window, without damaging the glass, and exploded in the front of the room. There was a huge explosion of smoke and light, momentarily blinding poor Mizuki. The rest of the class was in no better condition.

Apparently they were just as new to these behavioral fits as her.

As soon as the smoke cleared, it revealed an average height woman with black hair, which glinted purple in the light, in a pony tail. She wore a tan trench coat, with a matching mini skirt- though it could barely be called that.

Her shirt was low cut in a V and was nearly sheer. Needless to say, most of the boys in class were panting, and the girls were fuming. Mizuki, however, was more preoccupied with the sinister grin playing on the teacher's lips.

As if the universe wished to see her suffer further, Mizuki's assumptions were proven correct with the first words out of the woman's mouth.

"Alright, you little shits, time for Calculus! I'm your ever sexy, and tragically single, sensei- Miarashi Anko!"

Mizuki promptly slammed her face into her books. 'Today's going to be hell.' she thought. Anko walked up to her desk, studying the faces of her new charges, when her dark eyes landed on Mizuki, who stiffened.

"Ah, what do we have here- new meat?" she asked with a sadistic grin. Snatching a clip board from her desk Anko searched her attendance sheet, calling the names of those on the list, until she finally called Mizuki's. She answered with an attentive, "Here, sensei." and then attempted to sink into her desk.

"Hehe, weeeel, looks like we've got a little beauty queen today." said Anko. Her smirk, if at all possible, became more sadistic and feral as a new idea popped into her evil little head.

"Alright, class, since it's the first day of school, I'll give you something easy." the class let out a sigh of relief. "You can do pages one through ten, chapter one, all questions, due tomorrow."

There was a unanimous "Ugh!" from the class, who were silenced by Anko's death glare.

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By the end of first period, Mizuki and the rest of the class had writer's cramp from hell, and most of them were throwing her dirty looks over their shoulders.

'Great. I've already got an entire class full of people who despise me.' she thought in exasperation. 'I hope English is better. Maybe Hinata and I will be able to sit together.'

Mizuki walked slowly to her next class, dragging her feet and not even caring if she were to be late. As she entered, she noticed the same generic colors of the room- egg shell white, only splashed with tawdry literature posters, and pictures of books.

Mizuki, having not done so in Calculus, studied the faces of her class mates.

The two boys in the front desk were odd. One had his head down in his arms, his dark brown hair done in a severely high pony tail, giving his head a pine apple shape. The other was, as she preferred to put it, "pleasantly plump" with red spiral marks on his cheeks, sandy reddish hair, and a large bag of BBQ chips under the desk.

In a desk behind the two was a feral looking guy with red triangle tattoos on his cheeks. Next to him sat a boy wearing his blazer's collar up, with round black sun glasses. His hair stood straight up from the roots.

In the desk parallel to the two boys, were two very noisy girls, though Mizuki had to wonder if one of them had purposely died her hair bubble gum pink.

Both were quite pretty. The one with the weird hair had it cut short, about to her chin, and pale jade eyes that shown with great intelligence. The girl speaking to her had platinum blond hair that flowed to her waist in a pony tail that left a strand over her right eye; both of her eyes were an icy blue color.

And, then, thankfully, sitting behind the two girls, was Hinata.

"Hinata-chan! Oh, thank kami, I thought I'd be stuck sitting by self all through this period." she said with great fervor. "H-Hello, Mi-Mizuki-san. It is g-go...good to s-see you a-again." she said sheepishly, while Mizuki frowned.

"Come now, Hinata-chan, we're friends. Just call me Mizuki-chan. But if you feel uncomfortable calling me that you can just call me Mizuki- no formalities though." said Mizuki sternly. Hinata merely nodded as Mizuki took her seat next to her.

"So, tell me the names of my new class mates. I can assume you know a few of them Hinata-chan." asked Mizuki looking around the room. With a nod, Hinata began to point out her friends.

"Th-the blond is Y-Yamanaka I-I-Ino. Her f-fr-friend with p-pink hair is... is H-Haruno Sakura. The b-boy with the ch-chips is A-Akimichi Chouji, and his sl-sleeping fr... friend is N-Nara Shikamaru. B-Behind them are A-Aburame S-Sh-Shino, and I-Inuzuka K-Kiba."

Mizuki looked at Hinata, shaking her head, and smiled.

"We seriously need to work with you on your confidence, Hinata-chan. I'd get a bit more enthusiasm from a leaf." she instantly regretted her statement when Hinata began to lower her head. "H-Hey, what's up Hinata-chan? You know I was just trying to help you muster up some more tenacity- that's all. I didn't mean any harm."

Hinata's expression shifted to a happy smile, and she nodded, as the bell rang. Mizuki and all the others sat there for fifteen minutes before Ino, irate and bored, huffed and asked, "Where the hell is the teacher?!?!"

All the others agreed indignantly, Mizuki just laid her head on her desk and sighed.

"No, way is this guy going to be here before half the period is over. My sister knows the guy. She says, 'Hatake Kakashi is the laziest most perverted man I've ever met.' end quote." said Kiba. The boy next to him merely nodded and returned to staring out the window. He appeared to be studying the spider's web there.

"Hey, Hinata-chan, are all the teachers as weird as Anko-sensei?" asked Mizuki.

As soon as she heard "Anko-sensei" Hinata visibly paled, which certainly was a feat for her.

"Y-You have A-A-An-Anko-sensei f-first period?!" asked Hinata in a stunned, though still timid, voice. Mizuki nodded at her. "Well," said a drawling voice from in front of her, "you're screwed. Anko-sensei's crazy as hell." said Shikamaru.

"Yeah, I kinda figured that. Can you tell me if any of my other teachers are as crazy as her?" she asked with a bit of fear in her voice. With a slightly exaggerated sigh, Shikamaru held his hand out for her schedule.

He nodded his head as he read the first two names, but as Shikamaru read the third, fourth, fifth, sixth, and seventh names, he began to shake his head in pity. With a startled look on her face, Mizuki asked him what was wrong.

"Y-You're royally screwed, Mizuki. I feel bad for you and any one else who has this schedule." said Shikamaru gravely. Hinata and Mizuki exchanged a frightened glance, before Mizuki asked him why they were screwed.

"Huh, simple, all the classes you have are run by asylum escapees, perverts, drill sergeants, or ass holes. Some are even a slight combination of two or more." he said grimly.

"Please explain. I get Anko-sensei, she's insane, but what about the other six?" asked Mizuki truly frightened now. Shikamaru sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Kakashi-sensei, the teacher for English III, is a mega-perv, and is always late. After that there's Ibiki-sensei, he used to be in the military as an interrogation specialist, but I heard he got discharged for being 'too good' at his job."

"Then there's Gai-sensei, he wears green spandex shirts." Mizuki and Hinata looked at each other and gulped. Spandex-nuff said.

"After his class you've got the grade A grad-student ass hole Sai-sensei, for Art. Trust me, I met the guy once, he's really lousy with emotions, and he has this freakish smile."

"Study Hall you can survive, but only if you don't piss Yamato-sensei off, he'll give you this scary ass stare. Lastly, there's Kimimaro-sensei, he's probably one of the most troublesome teachers here, besides Tsunade-sama, so yeah, don't piss him off." Shikamaru concluded, handed Mizuki her schedule, and then laid his head back on the table.

Chouji just sat there, munching on his chips, blissfully unaware of Mizuki and Hinata's situation.

Ten minutes before the bell rang; Kakashi sauntered into the room, smut book in hand, without a care in the world. When Sakura shouted, "Where the hell have you been, Kakashi-sensei? Class is almost over!"

Without looking away from his book, Kakashi gave them one of the worst excuses ever concocted.

"Well, class, you see there were these two cats stuck really high in a tree, and I had to wait for the janitor to help me get them down." with that said every one present, save for Shikamaru, and Chouji, slammed their heads down into their desks.

"Oh, Toshingaru-san, would you come here for a moment?" asked Kakashi politely.

Mizuki walked to the front of the class, and waited for Kakashi to continue.

"Mizuki, could you please introduce yourself to the class. You know likes, dislikes, dreams for the future, that sort of thing." he prattled, Mizuki blinked furiously.

"Huh, hai sensei." she said composing herself. "My name is Toshingaru Mizuki. I like... reading, music, drawing, and playing a few sports. I dislike arrogance, self imposed ignorance, and liars. I want to graduate high school with my sanity intact and enter a career in some field of psychology. That's it"

Kakashi smiled behind his mask, and nodded to her. With a sigh Mizuki walked back to her seat next to Hinata- then the bell rang, and she groaned in exasperation.

As they were about to leave, Kakashi called back to them, halting their progress.

"Hinata-chan, I was wondering, since you and Mizuki-chan have almost the same schedule, if you could escort her around this week. At least until she gets acclimated to the school." he asked.

Hinata nodded shyly and responded with a quiet, "H-Hai, Kakashi-se-sensei." He smiled at them both kindly before motioning for them to head to their next class.

As they walked away Kakashi watched them leave through his peripheral, but more importantly, the raven haired figure that stalked behind them silently- to the humans, at least.

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Well, there's the next chapter. Please review, and comment. I've been trying to write this as I've been preparing for a visit from my surrogate grandmother, and getting Thanksgiving dinner, so it's probably not all that good, just humor me. Any way, Happy Thanksgiving, or I hope you enjoyed your extra three days at home, if you're not a Thanksgiving person. Happy holidays people, and don't touch my home made chocolate frosting bitches! :Grabs bowl and cleaver/steak knife, and swings it wildly at people threatening my frosting.