I am terribly sorry for the delay in posting. I was working really hard on "When We Went Rogue," trying to get it ready for posting while waiting for reviews. I still didn't get the number I was looking for but hey, whatever. It felt good to finally post something. I was happy when I got a few new reviewers.

Plus with Homework and exams coming up, I am feeling kind of stressed. I am hoping for a good turn out with this chappie. I am actually working on an ANGST fiction involving Kenshin the series. Eventually I want to make it my own, so the characters are prollly going to be OOC. But this is Naruto and thus, that is not important.

As for this story, yes, I didn't post for a month, but that mistake won't happen again, I think. I don't want to be tied to a story like it is a duty that I don't. But I also want to dedicate myself to it, for some degree. I have been thinking a lot about whom and what should be in here. Mainly, you will get to meet all of the students from the anime, but I don't know if Sasuke will be here. I originally planned for him to be a figure from her past. If any of you have been reading the newly translated manga from inane, then you know of their relationship. I personally, DON'T approve. With any luck I will be able to post more soon.

But life goes on for me, and so I will TRY to continue this in a normal, designated pace. I am STILL not certain about Sasuke. I think I could make the chapters shorter, but that is NEVER any fun. In the end, I want my story to be considered successful, in my standards. So I don't know about Sasuke, it will all depend on how I am feeling when I get to the point where I wanted them (Naruto/Sakura) to be together. So your opinion in this matter is appreciated. I will also be responding to reviews now at the end of every chapter.

So forgive me for the lack of updates. As soon as I am finished writing the rough draft for this chapter I am going to write the rough draft for the next, and hopefully you will have two updates in the next week. I don't like to make PROMISES, so please, I beg you, don't flame. I'm a person too 

-Luky

BTW: The teacher in this chapter is NEW. I am putting HER in this story, because she is the model for my REAL chemistry teacher, McWhirter. Needless to say, I hate them both, and please, do tell me if I make you hate her too. I can assure you that I am BARELY stretching the truth : )

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Chapter Three: Discouraged and disgruntled: "I You've GOT to be KIDDING me!"

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Sakura realized after am minute that she was eavesdropping and while her conscious was unaffected; her common sense told her that she could be caught. She hastily blinked and the image of her sorrowful eyes disappeared under the shade of her normal gaze. Without a word she turned and walked down the hall heading in the direction that she thought her bag was left.

Her memory was clear, it needed to be in order to exist with her self image intact, and she found her bag without much difficulty. The contents were spewed along the ground. It wasn't much of anything, really. She scooped up the brand new notebooks and loose-leaf paper packets and put them into her bag which was separated into three sections by a strip of dark pink cloth. The first section held her paper and her notebooks, the second slip held her folders and other school supplies. The Third section was the most interesting.

With one look, Sakura noticed it was not there: her binder containing-

"Oh my god!" She exclaimed. She looked everywhere around her bag, frantically searching each pocket and the floor surrounding her. Her search ended in vain and she sighed, a faint blush of confusion spreading across her features. Realizing she was late for class now by about 20 minutes, she began to walk the rest of the corridor to her first class.

With reluctance she straightened her clothing, brushing off a single line of dust that had formed when her bag, recently on the floor, had touched her. She knew that her first class would be the worst class. It was hard to admit that to her, but it was true.

This class was a college level class, not very different for most of the classes here, but it was the teacher that really did the class over. She was famous for her snide comments and crude teaching style. Yet, she was the only person they could find for the job. Her age was an unknown, but she had been teaching there since the early 90's. Many A number of students had tried to get her out of the job, and it was a mystery why she had never been removed. Most her past was a mystery, but there had been several message boards that Sakura had found through EXTENSIVE research and blood/tears.

She dreaded the class. No mistake. She had demanded, in return for ENTRY into her classroom there was a required report due on some the strangest topics. It had to be at least 200 pages, but could be no more then 200,000 words... The thesis alone, at least for Sakura, had been an astounding three pages long. She had consulted several different formal essays and was POSITIVE her THESIS was foolproof. The teacher, Shizumi Shizu couldn't TOUCH her! She had spent several days perfecting it, and on the end of the second week she printed it and placed it in her portfolio with all her other cherished worked. But that wasn't important. Her meeting with the boy Naruto this morning had caused her façade to start to slip and she didn't like it one bit.

As she stepped in front of the door, the mysterious past of the teacher within slapped her in the face. In all of her research she had only found a few bits and pieces about this particular teacher's class. Thinking it over, there was really no difference in anything... It probably all came from the same source. She filed the complain in the back of her mind, ready to research it at a later time, and with a reluctant sigh she pushed the door open and walked into the room, a smile on her face.

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The first thing Sakura noticed was that when she walked into the room everyone got silent and the person, presumably the teachers, swiveled in her "king Henry" chair and greeted her with a sneer. The room was sloped. There were stairs leading along the walls and on each table a desk. It was certainly an interesting set up for a chemistry classroom. She bowed.

"I'm terribly sorry, Shizumi-sama..." She straightened and bowed again, "I had some difficulties getting to class..."

( ' ALL THAT STUPID BOYS FAULT ' )

"That's your explanation?" Came the short reply. Sakura straightened again, this time, her eyes met the teachers and she mentally shuddered.

The woman was rather tall, but very plump. Her neck was long and her chin flapped like a rooster would. Wrinkles covered her face and spread from her forehead down to her neck. Her face seemed to sag, her eyes drooping like a crying face. Her hair was GRAY, a solid tone that was short and curly. It crowned her face and made the top of her head seem smaller the rest of it. On her nose hung a huge pair of small glasses which only helped heighten the sense of "small head-bighead." From the glasses hung a bright pink cord that was extremely out of place because she was wearing brown. What was most disturbing about Sakura's first impression was that she was wearing HOTPINK pants covered by a brown skirt.

She recognized her face from the Teacher ID that was placed on the schools formal website. It was exactly the same as the picture that was on the website, yet the picture on the website said it was taken in 1913...

Sakura tried not to notice the flab of flesh jiggle when the old teacher spoke next.

"Your extreme tardiness is unacceptable, "Sakura's ears began to burn underneath her long side-swept bangs. A soft murmur swept across the classroom. She controlled the burning of her face but mental gasped when Shizumi-sama spoke next-

"Detention."

Sakura's mouth fell open in shock. Her straight hair curled at the ends and she screamed a long and overly dramatic, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

In reality, Sakura simply nodded once as her new teacher, in her very first class, on her VERY first day, gave her very FIRST detention. She took the paper with deft hands and watched as they shook. "Where do I report to?" She asked quietly, her face blank.

She had seen no need to memorize where detention hall was held. She didn't know if it was a classroom, or if it was held in the cafeteria, or for that matter, what to DO in detention. She was the "PERFECT" student, at least the model student if nothing else. She didn't NEED to know where the detention room was...

( ' WHY I OUGHTA!!!- ')

The old teacher spoke, a grin spreading across her face evilly, "you're lucky. I will NOT be here after school today, so you will just report to detention hall for the meanwhile." Sakura was able to deduct that Detention was NORMALLY held somewhere else, and that it could, if the teacher insisted, be held in the classroom. Quietly she wondered if that would work the same way with a male teacher... Wasn't there some rule about that?...

Caught up in her thoughts, Sakura missed Shizumi-sama's next instructions, and she blushed furiously when she was told were to take her seat for a third time. She stiffly walked over to her desk. Her ears burned as every eyes followed her to her seat. As she got to her desk, she realized that she was the only one there.

Here seat was at the end of the walkway three tables below the top table. Her seat was between two seats which were currently empty. She secretly wondered where the other students could be. For such a difficult class, she was surprised that she had seen so many students in the class. Her lab-desk-table-thing was the only place that had three chairs, all three empty for that matter. Every other desk was filled and every chair has a bottom warming it.

It must be the "BAD kid" table.

Still, she found it hard to believe that the cause of her misfortune was because she was already labeled as a bad student. She refused to believe it. She instead focused her energy on being angry at the cause of her problematic day.

( ' HAD that STUPID BOY BEEN WATCHING WHERE HE WAS GOING!!!! ' )

Mentally she ensured herself that she would kill him the next chance she got. She sat down at her desk and moaned mentally. It wasn't the start of the school year as a perfect student- it was the start of the year of a DELINGUET!

She looked at her detention slip and felt tears sting her eyes. She blink them away hastily as she heard Mrs. Shizumi, whom she had already dubbed "the bird lady," speak.

"Where is your paper, Ms. Haruna? I do believe that even YOU have the report that was assigned before you could even ENTER this class. You have it, do you not?" Sakura nodded, determined now not to be the laughing stock of the classroom. She pulled up her backpack and was sifting through section one when she realized that her 200 page report had been placed in her portfolio as well as many other things. She felt her tears form again, but blinked them back.

"It seems to have been misplaced, Shizumi-sempai." She said softly. Again the class tittered uncontrollably. Sakura blushed furiously and said, at the stern look that appeared on her teachers face, "but I can have it in your hands by the end of the day." She hoped that would be enough to sati-

"Good. Double detention." And turned away.

Sakura was stunned. She blinked disbelievingly at the stooping woman who had turned away from her to retrieve another detention slip. She felt her mouth move, and wasn't able to stop the small, rebellious burst that came from her subconscious Sakura, "Fine, I'll gladly serve TWO."

Mrs. Shizumi turned with a smile, and held out her new slip, and with another sickeningly sweet smile she let her big black pen scribble away another detention slip with her name on it. Sakura gulped loudly, the faces of the rest of the class roared up at her, making her head spin. She walked back down the steps, away from her desk and retrieved the detention slips from her FAT palm.

She returned to her desk, but not before "The Bird Lady," had found another way to torment her further, by telling her that she had to put her backpack on the side counter. She placed her dusty bag on the DUSTY counter and noticed that every other student had their backpacks at their sides. She felt the words rise to her throat, words of argument and anger, but she choked them back. She was determined not to let them see her weakness or her displeasure at her first chance of being a perfect student. They would ALL regret it when she rose to the top above them all, that they would!

She heard another roar of laughter, undoubtedly due to another of "The Bird Ladies" cruel comments. Sakura returned to the desk, the sounds of laughter reaching the top of her ears and flooding over the top of her face. She sat down at her desk with resignation and opened her fresh notebook. Her pen ready, she heard the sound of the rest of the class in total silence then, and she looked around. She could have sworn a set of instructions had been recited to a student. After a moment of looking around, she realized it was SHE who had been given instruction.

"Please read through Chapter One, out loud, must I repeat myself?" The bird lady spouted another spray of saliva ( ' It's probably POISONESS to the TOUCH! ' ).

Sakura looked down at her desk and back up to the teacher's face, her neck jiggling as she said cruelly, "are you STUPID? Read Chapter ONE out loud! Or are you too DULL to here me!!! READ MY LIPS!!!"

Sakura felt her rage boil. She got up again, this time to retrieve her book from the side counter. When she got there, she pulled out the heavy textbook from the middle section and felt the bag flatten. This was a college course book. She took her seat. The rest of the class continued to laugh, and she hoped that whoever was the person who sat beside her was at least a kind person, otherwise a year of this class as going to be unbearable.

As she began to read, the sound of The Bird Ladies complains drifted to her ears, infinitely causing the inner Sakura to gurgle with rage. Regardless of taste or anything else, she began to speak over her, testing her from the top of the classroom. The class was silent again as she read loudly enunciating every syllable, and exaggerating everything. The laughter had faded into a stunned admiration for her OBVIOUS defiance and she finished the chapter with a superior smile, one of her best and most free feeling.

When Sakura looked down at the bottom of the classroom she caught the look on "The Bird Lady" face and felt regret touch her heart. Her brief period of glory dawned on her like a cresting wave and she slumped into her chair further and swallowed hard.

It was going to be a long 2 hour class period...

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END OF CHAPTER AUTHOR COMMENTARY:

So I hope you liked this chapter. I promise that as soon as I finish studying for my test (Tuesday) that I will start up on chapter FOUR! Once again I am TRULY sorry about the lack of updates : (

I have an idea: If you can guess who the two people whome Sakura sits with are, then I will do something for you! As far as that goes, I hope you have a good time guessing  It's harder cause it I two people.

But I am hoping for a good number of reviews? I also am hoping that you will be KIND in your reviews and no FLAMES, please? I will be updateing the edited version soon, I think, so if you feel the need to check it out, then you can : )

Until next time:

Luky

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