Bree wandered into work on Tuesday morning, if it was her choice she would have taken another 'personal day' but she had her job. The swelling had gone down on her cheek but now there was a bruise below her left eye. She had covered it as much as she could with makeup and made her bangs like a curtain to cover that side of her face but if anyone looked too hard they would spot it no doubt the blotch in an instant.
"Bree-chan?" someone called behind her.
Bree turned to see her good friend Anko, the sex ed. Teacher, coming toward her. Despite being a teacher she always has dressed a little skimpy, her shirt dipping a little to low or her skirt just a tad bit to short. Half the time Bree thought that the reason that Sex ed wasn't nearly as hated as it used to be is because of her.
"Oh, hi Anko-chan." Bree replied, putting on a smile.
"Where were you yesterday?" Anko asked.
"Oh, I just wasn't feeling well." Bree lied, well it wasn't that much of a lie, her face did hurt. She turned her bad side away from her friend.
"Oh, ok. Well you'll never guess-" Anko started but was cut off.
"Anko-san!" yelled Ibiki down the hall. The school was devoid of students, none of them really wanted to arrive nearly an hour early. "Tsunade-sama wants you!"
"Uh oh, what did I do now?" she said.
The two women laughed, "Good luck, Anko" Bree said as her friend started off towards the principle's office.
"I'll need it." She called back.
Kakuzu and Hidan walked into school and the freshmen and nerds of the population quickly made themselves scarce.
"Fucking chicken shits." Hidan commented sending a glare at a fleeing geek.
"Ignore them, we have bigger things at hand." Kakuzu reminded him. He spotted a group of girls eyeing the pair. "It's your turn, Hidan."
"Fine," Hidan groaned. Hidan put on a charming smile and came up to the girls. "Hey girls, I couldn't help but notice your boys ain't really living up to expectations."
All of the girls except one looked a little shocked at his abruptness, the one other had a guilty expression because what Hidan said was true and she knew it. He went after that one. "I can help," he said and leaned towards the girl. He now had her backed against the lockers. This is how he got them, his attitude was scary, but somehow exotic and tempting, like a forbidden fruit. "No strings attached, how about it?"
Kakuzu entered the little circle, "For a small fee." He added.
"Wha…" The girl said. "What do you mean?"
"I can be all yours girl, but you have to put out first." Hidan whispered, mere inches away.
"But I'm still a…" she looked down a blush coloring her cheeks
"I think you misunderstand," Kakuzu inject. "You see our services don't usually go that far." He leaned in closer to the girl as well, "But, we might just make an exception."
Now the girl was surrounded, Hidan on her left, Kakuzu on her right and her back against the lockers. Her friends just watched, dumbfounded.
"Can we please not practice prostitution during school hours?" Kakuzu and Hidan looked up to find Sasori and Deidara.
"You guys are acting like total man-whores." Deidara added, the blond scowling at his friends.
"Hey fuck you blondie," Hidan snapped. "and at least I look like a man."
"What?!"
Kakuzu took a step away from the girl. "We have to earn money somehow, do you have any idea how much the Akatsuki end up paying in property damage at the end of the month?" Kakuzu asked Sasori. "We're just making sure we pay it this way rather than paying through jail time."
"We understand you motives," Sasori looked over to Deidara who now had one of the many fire crackers he tends to carry in his hand. "Well I understand your motives, but be a little more discreet, you're giving us a bad name." With that Sasori started again down the hall.
Kakuzu smirk, "Like we ever had a good name." He sighed and turned his attention back to the girl. "Make your decision by the end of school."
"See ya around, girl" Hidan winked and pinched the girl's butt before the two walked away to their first class that was with their homeroom teacher, Yami-sensie.
The members of the Akatsuki took their various seats around the room. Bree was sitting at her desk, going through the work she had missed the day before. The bell rang, signaling the beginning of class.
She rose from her seat, making sure her hair still covered the mark on her cheek and said, "Good morning class."
The Akatsuki all said with attention 'morning' while the rest of the kids mumbled out a greeting.
Why did the Akatsuki like this teacher so much? because she's lenient, or maybe because her class is always so fun or maybe they, like several other males at the school, think of her when they jerk off? No, it's because they know that when she was their age she was just like them, wanting to cause trouble, create chaos. That is what they exist to do, they are bored with the norm, they need more excitement, they are greedy. They want money, privilege, women, the biggest and newest things and they want to have fun getting them. And they know that secretly she encourages them and supports them.
"So where were you yester day, Yami-sensie?" the quarterback, Itachi asked.
"Sick, boys." She responded, "It tends to happen."
"To sick to leave us?" Deidara questioned.
"Trust me," she replied while writing the classes itinerary on the white board behind her. "I couldn't have come to school even if I wanted to."
"Are you saying you don't like coming to school?" Kisame teased.
"Exactly, Kisame, work is still work, no one wants to do it but it still has to be done." She finished writing and turned around, "That's why we put it off until the OCD people do it for us."
That got a laugh out of the class.
She took on a more serious face, "Now I believe you all have a writing assignment due this Friday."
Naruto was fidgeting in his seat, he was in Algebra 1 thinking about what Itachi Uchiha had told him. 'Since you're so good at peeping we want you to get a picture of Anko-sensei's thong, and we want you to do it by Friday.'
Naruto was freaking out, it's not like her skirt would suddenly fly up in the middle of class and you don't see any of the good stuff when she bends over (he's checked) not even Anko's skirt is that short. Which leaves him with one option, he'll have to peep on her when she's at home, she could call the police, he could get arrested.
What was he supposed to do?!
"Naruto!" Kakashi called. Naruto snapped his head up, coming out of his state of deep thought. Kakashi was giving him 'the look', "Would you mind telling me the hypotenuse of the triangle?"
"Umm…" Naruto said, "forty two?"
Kakashi sighed, "No, Lee?"
"Seventeen, Kakashi-sensie!" the youthful boy with a bowl cut answered.
"Good, Lee." Kakashi praised. "Naruto, pay more attention, there's a reason your grades are below average."
The class laughed at his but Naruto was already back in his own world. He looked up at the clock, only fifteen minutes until he could go home.
"What should I do?" a girl asked herself. The last bell had rand almost twenty minutes ago, she just stood there fidgeting. "I have enough money, but…would it be right?"
"Of course it would." Someone appeared behind her placing their hands on her hips. Fear and shock crossed her face she turned her head to see Hidan smirking down at her.
"So, have you made your decision?" she turned he gaze back around to see Kakuzu walking towards her.
She was at a lose of words, her body said yes but her mind said no. She didn't even know how far she wanted to go or if she wanted both or one.
Hidan began sliding his hands up and down her sides.
"Well?" Kakuzu questioned the poor girl.
She hesitated before saying "Y-yes." Her face went bright red, the halls were empty everyone was either gone, meeting with their clubs or waiting outside for their ride. Only the staff remained and they were shut away in their classrooms, working.
A smile ghosted Kakuzu's lips, "Good."
Hidan began massaging the girl's hips. "I'm so glad you said yes." He said in a very out of character sweet voice.
"Now, what are you preferences?" Kakuzu pulled out a notebook.
"Umm, I don't want to go all the way." The girl got out, shame tinting her voice.
"Well we need to know how far you want to go and with two of us or just one." Kakuzu insisted.
"Uh, I really don't know how far, but I think I want both of you." She replied, the shade of red on her face deepening.
A grin flashed on Kakuzu's face, now he got to charge double. He wrote this down and put the notebook back into his bag. He dropped his bag and walked up to the girl he stroked her cheek and said, "How about we get started and when you think we've gone far enough you tell us?" he said in a very sweet voice, he was a great actor.
"O-ok" she stuttered out, now with a handsome man on each side of her, possible routes of escape; none.
"Well then," Kakuzu stepped away from her and motioned to a door on the other side of the hallway. "Step into my office."
Yami was sitting at her desk gathering the rest of her thing in preparation to leave. She was quite pleased with herself, she got a lot of missed work done and only two people, Kotetsu and Anko, had noticed her bruised face she had lied convincingly enough to silence their worries.
She was just slipping on her jacket when there was knock at her door, followed by someone opening it. The door swung open to reveal Kakashi wearing a grin.
"Hey Bree-san." He said letting himself in.
"Oh, hi Kakashi-san." She greeted him.
"I haven't seen you all day so I thought I'd drop in." he explained. "Where were you yesterday?"
"Oh," she had to lie again. "I just really wasn't feeling well." She brushed her hair back, a nervous habit of hers.
"Oh, I hope you're feeling better." He said.
"Much better, thank you." she said her face lighting up at the concerned statement despite herself.
He made a double take at her, and the look of happiness was replaced by one of concern and worry. He walked over to her, "Bree-san," he said. He placed his hand under her chin and tilted her face to the side. "What happened to your face?"
"Oh, yeah, that." She pulled away from him, "I left a cabinet in my kitchen open and forgot about it, turned back around and, well … this." She pointed to her face.
She could see in his eyes that he didn't believe her, but he put on a smile none the less. "Wow, you must have hit it really hard. Are you sure you're ok by yourself? Maybe I should go home with you." He joked with her.
"Yeah, you wish." She rolled her eyes at him and started for the door.
"You have no idea." He mumbled.
"Huh?" she looked back at him.
"Oh nothing." He waved off the statement. "Can I at least walk you to your car? Wouldn't want you falling down the stairs."
"I don't see why not." She confirmed.
The two made their way cheerily to the parking lot, playfully teasing each other and laughing the whole way.
"Well," a man's voice echoed across the mostly empty lot. "What do we have here?"
The pair stopped and looked up, before them was Zabuza leaning against Bree's red bug.
Bree was struck with fear and then anger. "What are you doing here, Zabuza?" she said in a harsh, angry tone.
He pushed himself off her car, "Am I not allowed to see my girl?"
She took a step forward, "How many times do I have to say it before it gets through your thick head? We. Are. Done."
"You keep telling yourself that sweetheart," said walking toward her. He looked at Kakashi, "Though it looks like you got yourself a new squeeze. What is he your new boyfriend now?"
She hesitated a moment before answering, "No, and you aren't my boyfriend either."
He grabbed her around the waist, "Oh don't say that, babe."
Memories of the other day flashed through her mind. She struggled trying to push him away "Let go of me!"
His grip tightened and he sneered at her as she struggled more.
"Wait," Kakashi said. The two looked at him "You did that to her, didn't you?" he motioned at his face to make his point.
"Hey, friend, why don't you just stay out of it?" Zabuza spat at him.
"You bastard." Kakashi said in disgust. "How dare you!"
"And what do you plan to do about it?" Zabuza sneered.
AN: Thank you so much for reading, I love you all. I've been really busy lately. I take all comments and suggestions are much appreciated (needed)