Disclaimer: See previous chapters.

Warnings: Even worse writing. Watch out!

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:Exam Day:

The next morning at seven a.m., the thirty secondary students had gathered at the assigned place, minus their instructors. It was an old store in the market district. Barely any shops were open, as it was the beginning of the week. The blond man from the day before strode up to them.

"All right, brats. Are we awake?" Grumbles and an excited "yosh!" from a boy with a hideous bowl cut hairdo met his greeting. "Right-o. Your mission objective is to gather information on a man named Samuel Blu and find him. Choose your sources wisely, because some will lie to you and some will report you to a proctor. Escape detection at all costs. Work within your cells. Information can be liberated from other cells. Discretion is the word here. You have till 12 noon. The exam begins now!" He melted back into the shadows.

As if on cue, the sound of a bustling market began outside. Within seconds, the room was empty of everyone but Sasuke and Sakura. Sasuke leaned toward Sakura and spoke softly to her. "Split up, do some recon, meet in the alley behind here in three hours. See what the other cells are up to, find out who's good to talk to. Synchronize watches on my mark." They lifted their wrists. "Three. Two. One. Mark. Three hours." He reminded her as they quickly altered their appearances and left the building separately.

Across the street, an attractive black-haired geisha smiled flirtingly at the brown-haired youth leaving the building with his under-developed brunette girlfriend. The girlfriend blushed and made her way over to the geisha, the boy going his own way. Maybe they weren't together in that way. The geisha gestured gracefully to the unoccupied seat across from her and the girl took it. Nervously, the young girl pushed her hair behind one ear.

"What can I do for you, little one?" The geisha asked in a dulcet voice. The girl blushed harder and looked at the older woman through a veil of hair.

"You know all about men, right? Can you help me get the man I like to like me back?" The geisha nodded, one finely shaped eyebrow raised. "He won't even consider me unless I find someone for him."

"Who?" The geisha asked, resting her chin delicately on one slender palm. Her gray eyes holding the girl's black.

"His brother. Samuel." Tears filled the girl's dark eyes. "Micheal is so hung up on finding his brother. I don't think he even knows I exist. If I find Samuel for him, he'll notice me for sure." Determination shone in the girl's teary eyes.

The geisha nodded, lifting her head. "What's your name, young lady?"

"Rin Takeshi." The brunette said, ducking her head somewhat.

"All right, Rin-chan. I know this Samuel. Samuel Blu used to come around here all the time. It was before my time, although old Raika should know. She's the old women who lives above the flower shop. She only comes down for a few minutes at a time because she's so old, so hurry and run." Rin nodded her head in thanks enthusiastically and pushed out of her chair. "Luck, Rin-chan." The geisha called after her. The girl waved and smiled as she trotted toward the flower shop.

The brunette turned a corner and the happy-go-lucky smile dropped. Sasuke inwardly sighed in disgust at his girly appearance. He hated dressing as the girl, but it threw people off. They never expect the cute woman to be a man in drag. If Naruto could see him now, he'd laugh himself to death.

Sakura was having similar thoughts on the other side of the marketplace. 'I'll never live this down if Ino-pig sees me like this.' It didn't matter how much she detested it; it worked. People never expected the man to be a cute woman in disguise.

The pink-haired girl's sharp eyes spotted another source discretely wave down a proctor. Not two seconds later, a boy Sakura remembered seeing earlier was quietly led away, as well as his teammates. It looked like he hadn't even tried to disguise himself. Her watch gave a quiet warning blip. Five minutes till she was due to meet Sasuke in the alley behind the restaurant. Filing away the information she had gathered, Sakura drifted casually through the crowd and into the alley. Sasuke waited for her as a brunette girl.

"I found your brother." He said, tugging nervously at his hair. Sakura realized he was still in character in case the walls had eyes and ears.

"You found Samuel? Where is he? Take me to him." She said brusquely, aware of how close their act was to her and Sasuke's true relationship.

"This way. Follow me." Sasuke gripped her hand in his and pulled her along.

The house was old and falling apart. "So.. what do we do?" Sakura whispered. They were crouched down in the attic of the house across the street.

Sasuke shrugged. "Let's just go up and knock. Keep in character. You're looking for your brother, if it's not Samuel Blu, we just pretend we got the wrong house. Let's go." In a flash they were outside walking around the block holding hands like young lovers. It was less than twenty minutes till noon and the street was deserted.

They knocked on the door of the old house gingerly, not trusting it to hold up under any sort of force. Surprisingly the door was solid and the knocks echoed hollowly through the house. A second later slow, heavy footsteps were heard and the door opened. A bleary-eyed old man peaked through the crack at them, squinting in the daylight. Discretely, Sakura checked her watch. Less than ten minutes.

The old man yawned and studied them suspiciously. "Who're you?"

"We're looking for Samuel." Sakura said, remembering to keep her voice low like a boys.

The old man scowled. "Who sent you? There's no Samuel here. Why do you people keep bothering an old man?"

Sasuke piped up, his voice high and hesitant as a young girl's. "Miss Raika sent us, sir. We really need to talk to Samuel, and we're really sorry to bother you."

The old man's scowl dropped somewhat and his rheumy old eyes took on a considering light. "Raika, eh? Come on in." He shuffled back enough to let them pass, then took a searching look outside and slammed the door. "In there." He gestured to the half-open door at the end of the hall. Sasuke and Sakura bowed and headed to the door. They paused a short way away, making sure the old man was gone, then rid themselves of their disguises.

Sakura pushed the door all the way open tentatively. The room before them was an office. Behind the desk sat the chocolate-haired man from that morning. Perched on the corner was his blond friend. Around the office loitered the other six proctors. "Well," began the blond man," took you long enough. You've got four minutes. Where's Samuel Blu?"

Sakura opened her mouth, but no sound came out. She realized she had no idea which one was Samuel Blu. She'd though all they would have to do was show up at this place to pass.

Sasuke appeared deep in thought. "Samuel Blu is..." he trailed off and turned to survery everyone in the room. "Not here. None of you are Samuel Blu. He's dead."

The silver-haired Sound proctor clapped. "Bravo. As expected of Sasuke Uchiha, Konoha's number one secondary level."

"You pass." The blond at the desk said, cocking his head in a very Kakashi-like manner, his eyes crinkling in a hidden smile.

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AN: Sorry. This is a late night fic, so some parts are sketchy and... stupid. I really couldn't think of a proper final, so I started typing aimlessly and this is what came out. Time flow is off, I know, and I apologize again for that. But I couldn't resist putting Sasuke in drag. Guess who the geisha was?

AN2: If anyone would like to offer their services as a BETA, I'd be more than happy to accept. Hint hint.