I staggered in my seat from the unexpected outburst, "Um, w-was my joke that…corny?" I asked.

Ino cleared her throat, "Yes, it was. But we weren't shouting because of that, now were we forehead girl?" Ino said before turning to Sakura.

Sakura shook her head, "Nada Ino-pig,"

"It was because HOW THE HELL COULD YOU GET ANOTHER HOTTIE!?" Ino screamed.

It makes me wonder how is it people in the cafeteria doesn't stop and stare at my two loud friends right now. Like, right now! They did in the morning.

Then Ino clunked her head onto the table and began to sulk…again.

"Eh…" I trailed.

"Well, Hinata, understand this pig for a second. You have these hot teachers while Ino has those creepers. Well, besides Mr. Hatake, but he reads those romance novels all the time so it'll get you thinking…" Sakura said.

I sighed, "Ino, it's not like I would do anything even if I actually tried to. They're my teachers, not students in this school," I explained.

"But you could stare at their hotness though!" whined Ino.

Sakura chuckled, "Pfft, I could picture Ino doing that,"

I blinked. Hmm, Ino, if she switched with me…oh, I could see cartoon hearts popping out of her eye sockets! And then she would have this open mouth smile while drool seeps out. Then she would try to lean foreword against her desk just to see them closer. Then she falls down! I laughed.

Ino growled, "Oh, I just came here to see if my two BESTEST friends would SUPPORT me. But what do I get?! I see them laughing their asses off and tear my hearts into tiny pieces!" Ino retorted.

I immediately stop, "Eh? I'm s-s-sorry Ino!" I cried.

Ino turned around with her arms folded, then a second later she gave me this bone-crushing hug, "Wah! I can't stay angry at you Hinney! You're just too cute!" Ino cried out.

When she finally stopped, she turned to Sakura, "Well?"

Sakura just raised an eyebrow, "'Bestest friends'? Wow, am I really that special to you Ino?" she sneered.

Ino glared at her. "Um, Sakura, can you just be a little more considerate? Ino has been having a hard day today," I said softly.

Sakura snorted, "Please Hinata, Ino's just jealous of you,"

"What!? Am not!" Ino called.

"Are too! You're just angry that Hinata's got hot teachers and you didn't," Sakura shot back.

Ino just grumbled, "Whatever,"

"B-but I might not get someone attractive for my next period after History though," I pointed out, being hopeful that I don't have any.

"Hmm, you might be right, check and see," Sakura said.

I nodded and unfolded the schedule, "I have…Mr. Deidara for Art,"

The two looked at each other and shrugged, "Nope,"

"Mr. Tobi for P.E," I tried again.

"Not a clue."

I smiled, "Well, they must be new then."

Ino scrunched her face, "Hey Hinata, how is it that we know the good looking people here and you don't?" asked Ino.

I shrugged, "I guess it's because I'm not that interested, I suppose," I replied.

"Figures. Say how about we check our schedule, huh Ino?" suggested Sakura.

Ino agreed then they rustled through their bags.

"Okay, for…no way. NO FREAKING WAY! OH HELL YES!" Sakura cheered.

"Who did you get?" I asked.

"Not for my next period, but I GOT MR. UCHIHA! OH RIGHT!"

"WHAT!?" Ino whined.

"Erm, who did you get Ino?" I asked.

"I got Mr. Tobi…for drama," she mumbled.

I smiled nervously, "W-well, on the bright side we have P.E together," I said in an encouraging voice.

"But we're always together in P.E!" Ino whined.

"Oh shut your trap pig, I'm sick of your stupid complaints," Sakura retorted.

Ino suddenly got up, "How about you? At least you got a hot teacher to look at!" she yelled.

Sakura looked smug, "I know, now I WILL be able to!" she cheered, she punched into the air.

I sighed, "Can't you guys quit it? Please!" I begged.

But they ignored me, the two fought until the bell finally rang. I sighed in relief. Ino and Sakura apparently had the same direction to go to so they still fought with each other. I shook my head and went upstairs, that's when I bumped into someone.

"Oof! Oh, I'm s-s-so sorry!" I apologized. Then I looked up, it was Mr. Sasori.

"Oh, Mr. Sasori, good day!" I commented.

He had this emotionless expression as before when I had him in English, "Yes, good day to you…Hinata Hyuuga," he replied back.

For some reason I don't feel nervous, or I'm not stuttering! My palms aren't getting damp nor am I breathing so hard. Why is it that I'm so casual around Mr. Sasori?! I don't even recognize his beauty anymore!

I didn't know why, but I think I smiled unconsciously! "Well, I better get to class," I said.

"Don't be late," he said.

"I won't,"

When I left him behind, I started to sweat and flush. How is it that when I'm further away from him, I'm so nervous like when Mr. Uchiha was so close to me? I feel calm around Mr. Sasori but when I think about him, I'm a wreck! He's starting to look even more handsome than when I just look at him. There's something different about him that makes Mr. Uchiha and Mr. Hidan the same thing.

I sighed and as I entered the classroom I heard a shout, "Watch out!"

Huh? Before I could react, I slipped onto a piece of paper and fell on my back. Which was very lucky for me because a basketball would chuck my head off if I didn't get down in time. The basketball made a huge dent on the wall, it was just stuck there.

I cautiously stood up, "E-e-ehm, e-e-excuse m-me?" I called out weakly.

"Hidan you idiot, watch where you throw that thing!" rasped a men with orange hair.

Hidan? I turn to find Mr. Hidan trying to pull the ball out of the wall. "Jeez, take a chill pill, huh? No one got hurt," he sneered.

The man with the orange hair…and piercings sighed. Whoa, that's a lot of piercings. "You nearly killed a student. Now what are you doing here?" he asked me.

"U-um, am I early?" I asked sheepishly.

"No, everyone else is at the library. You didn't hear the announcement at lunch," it wasn't a question. I was so distracted by Sakura and Ino's fighting that I didn't pay attention. I blushed in embarrassment.

I bowed, "I'm sorry!"

Mr. Hidan snorted, "Hyuuga, don't apologize to that lowlife. He's always making everyone feel like crap,"

I weakly smiled, "O-oh, is that so?"

I take it that the orange haired guy was Mr. Pein because he was as handsome as Ino and Sakura shouted at me. Well, they never did explain to me what he looked like though. "Hidan, would you hurry up and get it off my wall? If you keep playing with it, Konan would be very upset to see it have it covered with blood," Mr. Pein monotonously said.

Mr. Hidan smirked, "Heh? Worried about your girlfriend?" he smugly asked.

Mr. Pein gave out an annoyed sigh, "Please leave, you're going to keep your students waiting again,"

Mr. Hidan shrugged and before he head out the door he stopped next to me, "Well, have fun Hyuuga, if you're going to get any that is," he said while grinning. Then he patted my head, it hurts like before he did that! Hairpieces flew everywhere so by the time he was gone I straightened it back to before.

I turned to Mr. Pein, "S-so, where is everyone?" I softly asked.

Mr. Pein placed the basketball in the cabinet and replied. "In the library where they're supposed to be,"

I flushed, well he didn't need to say it like I'm some idiot. Gosh!

"So, shall we?" he said.

Huh? He was already at the doorway! How did he get all the way over there? I turned around and quickened my pace, "C-c-coming!" why am I stuttering?

As we walked over to the library, we didn't talk to each other. Mr. Pein kept a solemn face. I walked silently as Mr. Pein's footsteps were audible. I was walking behind him.

The thing is, I was too busy observing him rather than start a conversation. It was amazing how most of my teachers now were all pale. Yes, Mr. Pein was pale, which was covered with several piercings. It was shocking how the principal would allow a teacher to wear piercings.

But other than that, his eyes dazzled me, they were goldish orange with rings in them. They were even more splendid than Mr. Hidan's bright ruby red eyes and Mr. Uchiha's dark scarlet eyes with unique black patterns. I wondered if they were real or just contacts. Either way, they were beautiful.

His hair matched his eyes, they were both fiery orange. But his hair was as spiked as Mr. Sasori. It was strange to me that someone like Mr. Pein would decide to be a teacher. He must be from a gang due to those piercings. And the same thing with Mr. Hidan, he's very strict and badmouthed. They seem to know each other, they must be from the same gang.

"Hinata Hyuuga, are you listening to me?"

I blinked, "Huh?"

Mr. Pein sighed, "You were zoning out. Hidan did tell me that you did the same in his class,"

I flushed from embarrassment from my lack of attention, then flushed even harder when I heard the unexpected news, "M-Mr. H-Hidan talks about m-me?"

He nodded, "And that you were interesting as well,"

I bit my bottom lip and looked down. I felt the veins strapped onto my scalp pump rushing blood, quicker than before. "Oh," I squeaked.

"And that you have a habit of stuttering. It seems that he was right,"

I looked up with wide eyes, "Ehh!?"

But Mr. Pein didn't say anything. I inwardly sighed, I'm such a loser. My life is hopeless. Just right after I completely prevented myself from stuttering, I just have to pick it up again! And it all started when Mr. Hidan scared me. But then something made me want to ask something.

"U-um, Mr. Pein,"

"Hn?"

"Are you friends with Mr. Hidan? You two seemed to know each other quite well," I said in a soft tone.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Pein's eyes widened, then he sighed, "Friends with that Neanderthal? Most likely not. We're…acquaintances" he replied.

My mouth formed an 'o'. "S-so, was there something you needed to talk about while I was, erm, daydreaming?" I asked, blush crept slightly on my cheeks.

Mr. Pein shook his head, "Nothing, it's nothing," he said.

"Oh," I whispered as we continued to walk again.

…I have a feeling he doesn't like me.

When we were finally at the library, I thought to do a gesture of kindness and open the door for my teacher. But that whole thing was blown off when our hands made contact. I flushed and quickly pulled it away, "U-u-um, I-I-I a-am s-s-sorry!" I apologized while bowing.

Mr. Pein rolled his eyes, "Hidan probably threatened you not to stutter, did he?"

I stood there confused, then nodded slowly.

Mr. Pein sighed, "You need to work on your stuttering, it's annoying," he said bluntly.

When he entered, I was left flabbergasted. It didn't seem to matter to him, but I was hurt. Badly. All my life, I had a problem stuttering because I couldn't grow a backbone, even if I tried to it would usually turn to a disaster. So I stopped and decided to do nothing. It was much better if someone else who would try once and get it all right be the leaders.

Naruto made a huge influence on me because no matter how hard he tried, he would fail, but he would get up on his feet and try again. I would cry at night how I couldn't be as strong as Naruto. Even my younger sister, Hanabi, surpassed the likes of me. I'm surprised how she didn't look down at me.

'Why can't I be like them? Why can't I be as successful as them or even try as hard as Naruto? Why am I the only one full of bad luck?' that's what I usually asked to myself. Neji used to look down at me when we were young, then Naruto stood up for me, even if he didn't know me that well.

Naruto was my hero, my knight. I couldn't do anything, then Naruto made it all better. Now I want to try things for myself.

My head was kept down, then I raised it up. Determination flared in my eyes. Before Mr. Pein could take another step, I grabbed his wrist.

Mr. Pein's eyebrow rose, "Hinata Hyuuga? Is there something you need?" he asked, oblivious from the hurt he has caused.

I furrowed my eyebrows and looked straightly in his eyes, "I believe…I believe that people like you who don't even know me are jerks, no, scums. You can't tell me how to talk or act, that's how I am. You know nothing about me, or the pain that I went through. What makes you believe that you have the authority to say such thing?"

That speech sounded like a year, a century, no, even longer. When I processed on what I said unconsciously, I blushed. No, it wasn't a pitiful blush, it was more like after eating ten thousand hot chili peppers burning in my mouth.

"I-I-I-I a-a-a-a-am s-s-s-so s-s-sorry! I-I-I-I d-d-didn't m-mean t-to s-s-say s-s-such r-r-rude thing!" I apologized, bowing several times. My mouth felt numb. How did such a thing come out of my mouth!? I have never heard myself say such a thing! And it was so rude to Mr. Pein! My History teacher who is unbelievably gorgeous!

When I looked up, Mr. Pein's face was emotionless. I was so scared, after staring into his eyes, I was dazed. His face was like a statue, I'm not even prepared to hear what he has to say next!

Then, something incredible happened. He smiled. Well, actually the corner of his mouth curled. I was so shocked that I'm not sure that I was breathing. His eyes no longer showed any coldness, just a small flare of humor.

"Hmm, I guess Hidan was right, you are amusing," Mr. Pein finally said.

I gasped, "I-I-I t-t-though he said t-that I was interesting," I said in a small voice.

"He did say that, but mostly on how amusing you were. I didn't believe him during our chat in the hallways, but now I'm reconsidering," he responded.

I gave out a small nod. My knees felt so weak that they were wobbling. How could Mr. Hidan say that I was amusing? Amusing how? Well, I did happen to answer all of his questions while everyone else didn't know and some stutter wrong answers by mistake. Then when he caught me daydreaming once more, he shouted at me, then I stood up and bowed in apologizes. I did happen to stutter there, but I tried not to.

When Mr. Pein said to move along, I tried to move but my knees were too weak and my feet were frozen. Then I fell, apparently fell right into Mr. Pein's arms.

"Eh!" I squeaked. Heat risen and thawed my toes.

"Hinata, be careful," he ordered, the same monotone returned back.

I weakly smiled, "Em, s-sorry Mr. Pein," I said.

When we came to the center of the library, where there was a projector attached to the ceiling, all the students were seated into groups of four in each table. I didn't see a chair available, and which was fine because everyone was staring at me. Mostly there were girls glaring at me. That sent shivers down my spine.

And what was worse, Mr. Pein offered me a chair. *sigh * things cannot go well today. I guess that some girls saw Mr. Pein catching me in his arms. I must admit though, his arms were muscular, I could feel the hardness in them.

Throughout the whole period, we saw how to take care of our books and etc. Then we received them. When we walked out, I saw Mr. Pein smiling at me! Well, actually when our eyes met, the corner of his lip curved like before. When the bell finally rang, I grabbed my backpack and practically ran right out the door. I'm not sure if Mr. Pein is going to be my favorite teacher this year, especially Mr. Hidan.

When I was at my locker, my heart was thumping so hard, it might even pop right out of my chest! After I placed my history textbook into my locker, I heard Ino call my name.

"Hinata!"

I sighed, if Ino is going to complain again, I'm going to give her the silent treatment! But instead of a crying hug, I got a loving one.

"I-Ino?" I said.

"Lalalala! Ooh! It was wonderful! I cannot wait for P.E!" she sang.

"I'm guessing that drama went well. Can you put me down now?"

When she did, a smile appeared on her face, which seemed a little too big for her. "So, how was Mr. Pein? Hot or what?" Ino asked slyly.

I sheepishly smiled, "It was, erm, interesting?" I tried.

I was afraid Ino might catch my unsureness tone, but she was so happy that she didn't even hear it.

"So…how was drama?" I asked.

"Hurry up and I'll tell you on the way silly!" Ino said cheerfully.

I closed my locker and locked it, then hurried to Ino's side. "So?" I asked.

"Ohohohohoh! I love drama!" she sang.

I giggled, "Was it really that great? Did you see a cute guy there?"

She smiled even bigger and nodded without even opening her mouth.

"What happened to Sasuke?"

She pouted, "Oh Hinata, don't give me that again, I still love him. I mean, if sluts weren't running it, I would totally be a member of the Sasuke fan club. But someone even more amazing was there!"

I grinned slightly, "Please tell!" I begged.

Ino grinned back, "Well, okay. Remember how I was all…sulky and stuff?" she asked.

I nodded. "I entered the room and plopped myself down onto a beanbag, in an angrily kind of way," Ino explained.

I raised an eyebrow, "Beanbag?" I asked.

"It's drama, stage, hello?"

"…beanbag?"

"Okay, we have beanbags instead of chairs to sit on. Now can I please continue?"

"I wish I have beanbags in my class," I said in a fake sad way while acting to be sulking.

Ino playfully glared at me and softly punched my arm. I laughed and apologized.

"So, without any distractions, Hyuuga. I was sitting there like some emo person."

"Emos?" I asked.

"Emos are very emotional," Ino answered.

"Oh,"

"So then this guy popped up out of nowhere wearing an orange mask. I was like 'What the hell? Who would wear a mask to school? Is this guy retarded?' And what's more, he asked me why was I so sad,"

"Did you kick him?" I asked thoughtfully.

This time Ino glared at me seriously, I laughed. "Uh, NO! Now stop with the stupid questions already! Sheesh! Okay, I didn't kick him, I told him to back the hell away from me, bugger. And you know what happened?"

I tilted my head, "You sprayed bug spray at him because he was a bugger," I guessed.

Ino groaned, "I knew I shouldn't ask you. You're such a retard!"

I smiled, "I'm smarter than you though,"

Ino just patted my head, hard, and began again, "Well, whatever. He just said that he wouldn't because he wants to find a way to make a pretty girl like me smile! Isn't that so cute?!"

I shrugged, then receiving a punch on the arm.

"Ow," I squeaked.

"You deserved it. You were spending more time with Sakura than me, haven't you!?" Ino demanded.

I trailed 'uh's, "Um, please continue!" I said.

Ino sighed, "Then I looked at him like he was an asshole. I asked him if he was some sort of player, then he said only when he sees a pretty girl. And you know what he did? Of course you don't know because and I won't let you say it because you'll say something retarded like how Sakura does it. You've been hanging out with her more than you do with me!"

I sighed.

"Anyway, he squatted right in front of me and looked up, then he said that I have pretty eyes. 'Pretty eyes goes well with pretty faces, and pretty faces goes well with pretty girls,' that's what he said! I was so flattered that I giggled," Ino exclaimed before squealing.

I rolled my eyes in a playful manner, "Then what?" I asked.

"Then I asked him why does he wear a mask. He said to hide away his hotness. I rolled my eyes and said sarcastically, 'Yeah, sure thing,' then he took off his mask. And man, that boy was HOT! No, actually more like cute. I so totally wanted to ask him out! Then when the bell rang, whores came up to him and started flirting! And, yes I will let you guess, what did they call him?" Ino asked.

"Uh, Mr. Tobi?" I guessed.

Ino's jaw dropped, "How did you know!?"

I gasped, "I just guessed! That guy was seriously him!?"

"Uh, yeah! And I was so shocked, I was like, 'You were my teacher all this time!?' and he gave out a sheepish smile and said yeah and said sorry. I was pissed! Then he started the lesson, but I was so pissed that I didn't care, I acted like a bitch. Then Mr. Tobi got down from the stage and took off his mask and looked straightly into my eyes. Then he said sorry, he looked so much like a puppy! Then he kissed me on the cheek!"

My eyes widened, "No way,"

Ino eagerly nodded, "Uh, yes way! And the whores who flirted with him glared at me. But I shot them back a fuck-off-bitches look. Oh yeah! No one messes with my man!"

My eyebrows knitted together, "But Ino, Mr. Tobi is your teacher." I said.

Ino rolled her eyes, "Yes, but if the two of you are so much in love, it can happen,"

I shook my head, "But it's wrong. His career would be over,"

"So? If he loves me as much as I do, then he won't care!"

"But he didn't say that he loves you, did he?"

"Please Hinata, in a couple days, he'll soon be asking me out."

I wasn't sure about that, "But he's not like the other guys here. Ino, he's an adult, he's likely to have more experiences," I said.

Ino groaned, "Hinata, how can you be so mean to me? I was all sad and depressed, then because I had Mr. Tobi, I'm now all happy and cheerful. Shouldn't you be happy for me?" she asked.

I frowned, "Ino, don't give me that. I'm not going to fall for it," I said sternly.

Ino sighed, "I guess your right. But still…I really like him, Hinata," Ino confessed.

"And it's never going to happen. You are his student and he is your teacher. No matter what, it's illegal besides, you just met him," I said.

Ino snorted, "Apparently, love at first sight doesn't really get through your head. And how can you be so blunt about it? Whatever, then I guess I won't tell you who I have next for Math," she retorted.

"Okay,"

"Alright! I'll tell you! I have Mr. Hidan for Math!"

I gasped, "Ino, no!"

She sadly nodded, "Ino…yes. Oh Hinata, you had him some periods away, can you give me some advice how to survive? I never had him before!" she cried.

"Okay, all you need to do is pay close attention to his lessons. And make sure you answer all of his questions, otherwise he'll shout at you."

"I bet you never got shouted at," mumbled Ino.

"Um, actually I have, more than once," I admitted.

Ino gasped, "Hinata's gone bad! I guess you kept your word on your resolution, huh Hinney?" joked Ino.

I sighed, "And it wasn't pleasant. If you compare his shouts with thunderstorms, it's more likely that his shouting is by far the scariest,"

Ino gulped, "I'm going to die!" she whispered.

I smiled encouragingly, "It's not going to be that bad. I mean, you're definitely going to live…if you won't stare at him or any other guy in your class. Oh wait, you are going to die, sorry," I said, sadly my unconscious was taking over.

Ino narrowed her eyes at me, "Thanks for the support," she grumbled.

I smiled warmly, "Your very welcome!" there goes my unconscious. Ino's mad at my alter self, not me.

"Well, whatever. Just don't stare at Mr. Hidan's hotness and you'll do fine Ino. You'll do fine. Just no staring," Ino repeated to herself. And I thought she didn't like him at all.

I giggled silently and walked into my Art class after saying good bye to Ino. As I entered, I heard a loud shout.

"SEMPAI! Where are you!"

I blinked and turned my head around, where did that come from…hmm.

I took a step forward then…WHACK!

I found myself on the ground…with a male body on top of me. I was blushing so hard that I forgot to breathe!

"Tobi! What the hell are you doing on top of my student, un!? And where the hell is Zetsu, un!"

"I'm right here,"

"And Kisame, un?"

"He went searching for Itachi,"

"Fuck, un,"