Charappoko! (No Sweat!)

Chapter 1: First Hour Calculus

a/n: I added random last names to the characters who have none. And there are some of my original characters scattered about that you might see in later fics

The anime/manga that will be included, but aren't limited to are Gundam Seed, Dragonball Z, Trigun, Inuyasha, Case Closed, Rurouni Kenshin, Rave Master, Whistle,and Yuyu Hakusho. There might be more, but I'm not sure at this point.

It was about 9:00 AM in Osaka, Japan. At Anya Bronson Academy, a very interesting group of students are in their first hour class, calculus. And their teacher was late. Not a good way to start off the beginning of the year. So the class took this as an opportunity to catch up on some sleep, gossip, beat each other up, practice their singing and dancing, flirt with each other, and so on and so forth. But that didn't last for long.

The teacher, who surprised most of the boys, walked into the room with a very calm demeanor, but she gave a severe look to the males occupying the room that were staring at her. You'll find out shortly why they were acting the way they were, if you haven't already guessed.

The teacher, Miss Murrue Ramius, was wearing a short, pleated skirt, a white button-up blouse that wasn't buttoned with a black spaghetti-strap shirt underneath it. Most of the guys would swear she's trying to seduce them, which couldn't be farther from the truth.

Murrue slammed her books onto her desk and said very loudly and clearly,"This is calculus class. My name as far as you are concerned is Miss Ramius. No other name will be tolerated in here. You will listen to what I am teaching you in here. If you need help you will ask me. You will not socialize in here. This isn't studyhall. If you object in any way you will leave this room immediately. Is that clear?"

Everyone in the room nodded silently. Who would've thunk that she could intimidate this many people with eight sentences. Especially when she was joking.

"Relax! I'm not that mean!" Murrue said with a schoolgirl giggle. "But you will not stare at me like that!" she snapped, particularly at a student in the third row.

This student just happened to be Miroku Miyazaki. He's a twisted young man with dirty thoughts. He's probably been that way since he was a very little kid. And he probably grew up around perverts, which would explain a lot of things. But you never know. Maybe he hung out with Master Roshi?

"First, I will issue out your textbooks and workbooks. I want each of you to write your name in ink in your textbooks. And make sure that I can read it," Murrue instructed while pulling out a giant stack of books. You'd have to be extremely strong to carry that many books at a time.

Great, Murrue thought. I've got another perv for a student. And that is not a happy thing.

So she spends about ten, fifteen minutes passing out textbooks and whatnot, and gets to know the students. It's a very tiring thing to do. Recording textbook numbers, making sure that everyone has a book, keeping the books with whoever signed the inside cover. It would be enough to make a body's head spin! But enough of the boring stuff! On with the story!

"Class, now that you have your books, turn to page seven," Murrue instructed clearly. She spoke very clearly and taught the lesson pretty well.

I'm pretty good at teaching, considering this is my first year teaching tenth grade calculus, Murrue thought. It's almost too easy, but it's the beginning of the year. It's bound to get worse. I can see it.

After the class was turned loose to work on their assignments, everyone started to loosen up. Some started talking casually, others started gossiping about who they thought was the cutest, and then there was the singing. Oh, yes! There were singers amidst. And not only were there singers, but a deity, and the Guide of the River Styx, and demons, geniuses, demon slayers, time travelers, Gundam pilots, soccer stars, street punks, and Saiyans. You heard correctly. Saiyans. The supernatural fighters with monkey tails. Those are the ones. With the huge appetite and a rather foolish mentality. Saiyans. Or Saiya-jins in Japanese. Things were not going to look too good for Murrue. But it doesn't end there! You should see the rest of the faculty! Here's the list:

Vegeta: Janitor

Chi-Chi: Social Worker

Elder Kaede: English/Lit.

Rau Le Creuset: Biology (Man! That will be one screwy biology class!)

Mu La Flaga: Chemistry

Dr. Hibiki: Principal! (Do you know what this means?)

Natarle Badgiruel: Vice Principal

Naraku: History

Goku: Martial Arts Coach

Jimmy Kudo: Detective School 101/Soccer Coach

Andrew Bartfeldt: P.E.

Atsuko Urameshi: Home Economics (Do I need to say anything?)

Richard Moore: Social Studies/History

Rachel Moore: Algebra

Meryl Stryfe: Spanish

Milly Thompson: Italian

Vash the Stampede: French

Dr. Gensai: Health

Dr. Agasa: Reading

Bet'cha wonderin' what the teacher's lounge looks like. The open positions are for political science, art, choir director/music, band director and/or music, and assistant janitor. All applications are to be handed to Dr. Hibiki.

Back to the class, the Saiya-jins are Trunks, Goten, Chimes, and Chisame. Goten, Chimes, and Chisame are triplets. You can imagine that kind of labor. I wonder if Chi-Chi had to get a C-section. Hmm. Chimes and Chisame are two of the singers, soccer players, and martial artists as well. Trunks just can't seem to keep the girls off of him! So far there are five trying to bag him, one of them being Chisame.

Then there are the demons, Ryoko, Sesshoumaru, Inuyasha, Kurama, and Hiei. If you don't know four of these people, you can stop reading right now! Ryoko plays soccer and sings. Sesshoumaru is in Japanese fencing and archery. Inuyasha is in soccer and martial arts. Kurama: book club and robotics club.

There are some others but I don't really feel like listing them all right now. It would take forever.

"Okay! Okay! There's no need for the pop songs right this minute!" Murrue said. "And since when were there pop idols in this school?"

"Uh, I think since about eleven years ago," someone said. She was in the very last row. This young lady had really long pink hair and was one of the singers.

"Ah. Lacus Clyne, is it not?" Murrue asked, looking down at her record book.

And Miroku turned around to look at the pop goddess. And the perv just stared. You could tell he was having more dirty thoughts in that one-track mind of his. And he's rewarded with a backhand from Sango Kusanagi.

"Can we please refrain from violence?" Murrue asked impatiently.

"Miyazaki! You had better keep your hands off of her!" Kira yelled from the other end of the room.

"Hey! Poin Dexter! (sp?) Whatever happened between you and Allster?" retorted some random kid from the third row.

"Like the player gives!" was what came from someone else.

"SILENCE!" Murrue yelled. "That's enough! No more talking for the rest of the class period! Get back to work or it's double homework!"

The class heeded her warning and quickly got back to their work. So much for an enjoyable start of the year. Already she was counting down the days until school let out.

And the sad part is that the majority of these kids are in my studyhall, Murrue thought gravely.

That's chapter one. I hope this turns out okay. I need help on who could fill the open teaching positions at the academy. Please give me suggestions. This is just a random fic with a bunch of different miniplots and whatnot. The next chapter will defintely have the biology teacher. Review!