Oh no! The ruler line isn't working! Oh well, explanation at end of chapter, don't own anything, enjoy!
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"Can you believe Iruka was having sex before class?" said a tired and very sweaty Sasuke as he pulled his shirt off in the locker room. "Who was it with anyway?"
"You have to ask?" chuckled Naruto. "It was obviously Kakashi." Gaara looked at him, surprised as he leaned against the locker, watching Sasuke change.
"How do you know?" asked the redhead.
"Because whoever it was didn't leave. Only that bastard is cocky enough to wait for seconds." Naruto pulled up his baggy black jeans and slung his backpack over his shoulder. "Gaara, what are you staring at?" questioned the blond, a little amused. Gaara blushed and stopped looking at Sasuke. He got changed so quickly the he was practically a blur and finished before Sasuke had time to look up.
"N-nothing," Gaara said, tying his shoes with what seemed the utmost care. Standing up, it was obvious that he wanted to change the subject. "Hey, since it is a half-day, you guys wanna come over to the shop and maybe snag something to eat?" Naruto looked at him, bewildered.
"Today…is a half day!"
"Didn't you know, idiot?" laughed Sasuke. "Why else would the periods be so short?" The blond hit his head against the locker, and the noise echoed through the now empty locker room.
"Um, I'll take that as a 'yes', then," laughed Gaara as he shouldered his bag. A bell rang in the distance. "I gotta go, you guys. I have Latin with…" he looked down at his schedule, "Hyuuga Hiashi."
"Isn't that Hinata's dad?" asked Naruto.
"Well, they have the same name," said Sasuke, heading for the door. "See you in history, Gaara." Waving behind him, Sasuke grabbed the blond's arm and dragged him out the door.
"Hey, why don't you guys have a language?" shouted Gaara after them. Sasuke and Naruto popped their heads over the side.
"We dropped it," they said in unison. The redhead could hear their feet pitter-pattering across the tiled floor in the direction of the English section of their school. Gaara turned to go out the other door, a little crestfallen. He wasn't sure he would know anyone in Latin. As he walked into the room and pretend to listen to Hiashi's scolding for being late, he looked out at the sea of unfamiliar senior faces and realized that he was right.
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Itachi let out a sigh and put his head down on his desk. This day was going ever so slowly. Since there was no AP Chemistry today, he was having to endure a bunch of idiot sophomores that didn't know the first think about science. As he heard his next period bustling into the room and whispering about him, the Uchiha recalled how last period had gone.
"Okay," he said, pointing to an enlarged table of the elements. "The noble gases are…" one of the kids interrupted him.
"What makes them so noble?" said the kid with a smirk. Obviously, he was one of the class-clowns. Itachi looked at him, bewildered. What kind of a question was that?
"Well, the noble gases don't need anymore electrons to remain balanced."
"What is an electron?"
Itachi had a feeling that the rest of the year was going to be this way. At least there was tomorrow. He could look forward to a room full of not-so-air headed juniors and seniors. Besides, after school, Temari had invited him to have lunch with her at her shop. That would probably be fun.
Since this class was unavoidable, he slowly stood up and stretched his arms. A couple of giggles came from a corner of the room. Looking over, he gave out a little gasp of annoyance at a whole circle of hormone-filled girls, winking at him and batting their eyes.
"Just great," he muttered to himself. "Okay class, settle down. I am Uchiha Itachi, and I teach academic and AP chemistry."
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From the start, Naruto and Sasuke knew they were doomed. As they walked into English, instead of being yelled at for being late, Jiraiya had given them a way too friendly pat on the behind and scooted them to the front of the class so he could "keep and eye on them." He looked to be a man of about fifty with a ridiculous white wig and an obnoxious olive-green jumpsuit with sandals.
"Can someone say 'child molester'?" said Naruto to Sasuke out from the corner of his mouth. Before Sasuke had time to respond, their English teacher had knelt down so he was eye-level with Naruto. His face was dangerously close the blond's.
"You're not going to make trouble in my class, are you?" he said in a friendly voice with a little pat on Naruto's head. The blond examined Jiraiya's face.
"Hey, aren't you that guy who writes all those smutty romance novels that they sell at Spencers?" With this, the white haired English teacher stood up, flustered. His face turned red and he returned to his desk.
"I don't know what you are talking about," he said, exasperated. Grabbing a box full of books, he shoved them at Naruto and muttered something about passing them out to the class. "This week, we will be reading 'Equus', a play about beastiality. And no, Mr. Uzumaki, I did not write it," he said in an annoyed voice as Naruto went to open his mouth.
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"So, I'm guessing Latin didn't go very well?" sighed Sasuke as he sat down next to Gaara, who looked like he had been flung onto his chair by a strong wind. Naruto sat on the redhead's other side and gave him a look that clearly said, "You should have dropped it like we did."
Gaara stared at the ceiling longingly. "I don't know anyone in there. They are all a bunch of seniors. And the teacher is really strict."
"Maybe Lee can introduce you to some people," said Naruto, trying to encourage his friend. "He knows everyone in school." The redhead didn't seem uplifted by this, but still looked forward as their teacher, a man with a wild, brown beard who smelled of smoke entered the room.
"Hello, my name is Sarutobi Asuma, and I will be attempting to teach you American History this year."
Asuma continued to explain the course proficiencies and various exorcises the class would be doing throughout the year as the students zoned out, gazing hopefully at the open window which was allowing a refreshing breeze to flutter into the otherwise stifling room.
As the bell rang, a loud cheer was heard throughout the school as most of the students and teachers alike rushed for the freedom of the outside world, away from the seclusion of Konoha High.
Sasuke, Gaara and Naruto ran to the Uchiha's car and jumped in as quickly as they could to beat the crowd over to the beach, followed closely by Itachi, who could not have been more eager to escape what was (unfortunately for him) a future Prince Itachi Fan Club in the works.
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Okay, so it's been...almost seven months? I am sorry, but I did say I was going on hiatus. It has been like...a year since I started this story, and it doesn't even have its feet off the ground. But, on my honor, I will start writing it again. I am now a senior in high school (I start Thursday) and I have college essays to worry about, so I have to get all the practice in that I can. Most of this chapter was already written, I just added an ending.
So, once I figure out what I want to happen in this story, it will be easy to write. I hope.
In case you are a reader that has forgotten what the story was about, you should go back and remind yourself. Even I had to do that. But I still had a few chuckles over the funnier parts. Look out for more chapters zooming at you in the next couple months!
And btw, I really do need some criticisms on my writing now, because I am majoring in creative writing and I want to make a good impression when I hand in my portfolio when I apply, so please help me out.
R&R
