A/N: Found this again, so here's the next chapter!

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THREE:

Beginning of Hell

The three kunoichi met up at Momose Dango the next morning at seven thirty, yawning and mostly sleepless, their night plagued with turbulent nightmares about their insane sensei mixed with the memory of Kakashi's KI. Ken gave them each a small plate of dango and rice balls, and each had a cup of green tea, as they waited in sleepy silence for their sensei.

"Do think we'll get lucky and Kakashi-sensei killed Psycho-Bitch Sensei?" Namiko asked with tired hope; Ito shook her head with a sigh.

"Doubtful. He'd have to fill out paperwork and be temporarily suspended from duty if he did, and that would mean that he had all the free time to hunt us down and eviscerate us." Hotaru set her elbows on the table and perched her chin in her hands with a thoughtful look.

"I'm actually pretty sure that he wouldn't do that," she told her teammates, who gave her disbelieving looks. "I mean, he was, like, really mad yesterday, so eviscerating would probably be deemed to good for us. I'm pretty sure he'd strip pieces of our skin off, inch-by-inch, and rub salt and lemon juice into each wound, let it bleed for a minute, and then cauterized it with one of his lightning jutsu, and then he'd make sure we couldn't go into shock and die on him before he was finished, and then he-"

"Morning, Maggots!" Anko announced, grinning cheerfully at the startled shrieks of Ito and Namiko, who had been staring at Hotaru with steadily growing horror as the bubbly medic-nin-in-training happily told them gruesome ways Kakashi would torture and kill them.

"Don't do that!" Namiko shouted, and then was replaced by a log as Anko's kunai thunked deep into the wood. "Kami damn it Psycho-Bitch Sensei!" the redhead cried as she crawled out from under the table and gave the purple-haired Kunoichi a wild-eyed glare. "The fuck's the matter with you?! I'd have thought you would have blown off some fucking crazy-steam when sparring with Kakashi-sensei!"

"Did he get his books back?" Hotaru asked curiously, happily eating some dango while Ito took it upon herself to remove the kunai from Namiko's log and pass both objects to their respective owners, giving a long-suffering sigh.

"'Kashi-kun is always fun to play with," Anko informed Namiko as Ken set a large platter of dango in front of the Jounin, and a pot of tea with four cups for Team Six to enjoy, patting his daughter on the head before moving away again. "And yes, he got his books back. But, no more chit-chat! We've got plans, and so be ready to be whipped into shape, maggots, 'cause by the end of the month, you'll be cursing my name and drowning in tears, blood and sweat!"

"I already curse your name," Namiko informed her sensei tartly as she re-took her seat, sullenly eating the rest of her breakfast as Hotaru happily poured them all tea.

"Then I'm obviously doing something right, Fire-crotch," Anko retorted; Namiko's eye twitched and she growled under her breath, before taking a gulp of her too-hot tea. She spent the next few minutes choking and fanning her tongue, tears in her eyes while Hotaru fluttered about her, pink eyes wide with concern, and Ito face-palmed in exasperation. Anko just cackled at her Genin's misfortune.

"Anyways, Maggots, finish your food. It'll be the last decent meal you'll have for the next month! Then, you're to go home, and pack a bag, because for the next thirty days, you're my bitches and we'll be living in a hostile area. And I wont be bailing you out of anything, unless I know you're gonna die." She finished her own dango and gave them all a look as they sat, staring at her with wide eyes. "Well? Get you're asses MOVING, MAGGOTS!" Anko bellowed, flaring her KI.

She had to admit, if only to herself, that her little fire-crotch maggot was damn good at Kawarimi. She hadn't even used hand signs, but now she and her teammates had disappeared, all three of them replaced with small logs.

"All hail the Log," Anko murmured, and then grinned her customary cat-like grin as Ken set a fresh plate of dango in front of her. "Amen!" She declared, before voraciously digging into her treat.

"We're going to die," Namiko announced as the three Genin made their way back to Momose Dango, their bags packed and their spirits grim... Or, well, Ito and Namiko's spirits were grim. Hotaru was humming and bouncing ahead of them a bit, apparently thrilled with the chance to "hang out" with her team for a month... Even with their evil sensei.

"All right, Maggots!" Anko declared, popping up in front of the three abruptly, making Hotaru squeak, Ito jerk back a step, and Namiko to trip and fall on her face with a curse. "Follow me!" the Jounin pivoted and strode away, smirking slyly as Namiko continued to curse under her breath. "Maggots, during this survival test, you will be under threat of death, maiming, and getting your pathetic asses eaten!" She announced cheerfully. "So! Before we head into my favorite hunting ground, you all need to sign one little, unimportant paper, saying that I am in no way, shape or form to blame for any injuries that may be brought on your cute little maggoty heads during our little team-building excersize... Okay?" She sent a cat-like smile over her shoulder, amused at they way they had started to huddle together. "When we get there, I'll hand you your waivers, and then we'll go through your bags! With how weak kunoichi seem to be this year, I don't want any worthless things brought along that'll hinder us in any way, understand, Maggots?"

"Hai, Sensei," the girls replied, a little glumly, the three of them sharing a morose look.

"Do you get as bad a feeling about this shit as I am?" Namiko whispered to her teammates; Ito nodded with a solemn look while Hotaru hunched her shoulders and looked around nervously.

"You don't think she told Kakashi-sensei where we'll be for the next month, do you?" the bluenette asked nervously; Ito and Namiko shared an alarmed look.

"I didn't think of that," the greenette admitted, while Namiko whimpered and began to cry anime tears and muttered about how doomed they were. "Then again, maybe that's why we're going away for a month," the poison expert added thoughtfully.

"What do you mean, Ito-chan?" Hotaru asked curiously while Namiko looked up with a hopeful expression.

"Well," Ito began, "Kakashi-sensei was pretty pissed, so, Anko can use the excuse of training us and taking us on this 'Survival Test' when in reality she's hiding out a bit until he can cool off..."

"That's genius," Namiko admitted with an impressed expression as she began to smile, mood restored. Hotaru bobbed her head happily.

"Unless, of course, the reason she's alive and unharmed from Kakashi-sensei's wrath is because she promised to get the three of us isolated in a dangerous area, where we could be maimed, killed, or made to disappear and it could be blamed on the hostile environment," the medic-nin-in-training chirruped, skipping ahead. Ito shook her head with a sigh as Namiko once more began to cry and whimper, cursing brokenly under her breath as a proverbial rain cloud thundered over her bowed head.

"This is going to be a long month," she sighed as Team Six followed their insane Sensei towards Training Ground Forty-Four, otherwise known as the Forest of Death.

"Alright, Maggots!" Anko announced, spinning around with a dramatic flare of her trench coat. In her hand was a small packet of papers. "All three of you need to sign these, and then we'll get to baggage check, alright? Wonderful, get to it!" She cheerfully tossed them the papers that would absolve her of any agony they would feel over the next thirty days, and the three of them signed after reading the general contract looking for any fine-print their Sensei may have added.

"Great!" She exclaimed cheerfully as she snatched the signed papers out of the three girls hands and stuffed them down into the depths of her cleavage without so much as a blink. "Now, let's see what you brought with you! Fire-crotch, you first!" Namiko twitched at the nickname and glowered darkly at the scantily clad Jounin, before emptying her bag grudgingly.

"Durable extra clothes, a rain-cover, pallet, lots of rope and ninja wire, extra weapons, and lots of extra bandages, all good. Non-perishable foods, that's good to. Should have brought some ointments and things, and some feminine supplies, because there's nothing worse than going on the rag in a survival situation." Namiko blushed and scowled slightly.

"I haven't started that shit yet," she admitted with an embarrassed huff; Anko shrugged.

"You will soon, so enjoy it while you can, Fire-crotch," the purple-haired Jounin advised, before shrugging again.

"You're next, Tea-Leaf," she ordered Ito, who arched a brow at the name, before shrugging and pouring out her supplies while Namiko started putting hers away. "Good clothes, rain gear, pallet, vials and shit I'm guessing is for collecting stuff for your poisons, yeah?" Ito nodded; Anko continued, looking over her things with a critical eye. "You've got your packet of period-shit, that's good, and a couple vials of different antidotes. Good, good... You got any food or water?" Ito held up a sealing scroll.

"Two boxes of ration bars, several gallon jugs of water, as well as soldier pills and blood replenishers," the girl informed her sensei calmly; Anko nodded with approval.

"Good, good. Now, Bubblegum!" She ordered, jabbing a finger at Hotaru, who perked up happily.

"I like bubblegum!" Anko rolled her eyes.

"Shut up and show me your shit, Bubblegum," she ordered; Hotaru cheerfully began to dump out her things for her Sensei to examine.

"Lots of extra medical supplies, extra clothes, rain gear, pallet, and... A rubber duck?" Anko asked, lifting the yellow rubber toy up with a bemused look.

"Ducky!" Hotaru cried, snatching the toy from the Jounin's hand to squeak it happily. "I forgot you were in here!"

"...I ain't even going to ask, Bubblegum," Anko decided, shaking her head and going back to all the supplies. "Well, you've got a couple of bentos, a handful of ration bars, and one bottle of water. Not so smart on the food and water bit, but you've got a shit-ton of medical supplies, so I'll forgive you. Now," she stretched and turned to look at fenced-in, menacing forest area with a definitely fond expression. "Pack your crap back up, and let's get moving! We're losing daylight, Maggots, and that's when all the critters come out to play~!" Her smile was bloodthirsty and eager as her Genin shared uncertain, grim looks.

Let the Month From Hell begin...

A/N: And there we go!

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