(A/N: Hicha! Lady Hiran here! I've recieved such positive responses, that in an upcoming chappie, I'm bringing back Zabuza and Haku! YIPPEE! And now, on with the Recap seeing as another one of my personas is well!)

Good day. I am Akira-Hiran. Here with your Recap.

Hajime and Hotaru, through psychological manipulation and blackmail (Kakashi), The twins "convinced" the Time Travelers from Suna-and-Konohagakure to endure one day of school with them.

You know...they could go to jail for tha-

-FWAK-

OUCH!

(Authoress: THE FREAKIN' FIC ISN'T SUPPOSDA BE SPOT ON ACURRATE, DUMBASS!)

I'll have you know I could have you arrested on charges of assault and batter-

-FWAKBAKWAK-

OWWWWOOO!

(Authoress: Keep it UP, ya know-it-all BITCH!)

Before this psychotic commits first degree manslaughter-

(Authoress: -chainsaw revvs in background-)

On with the storyYYYAAAAAAAH! (starts running)

"Just a question." Shino said as they walked over several bodies of unconscious fans, "Don't you think they'll notice twelve year olds…in a high school?"

Hajime and Hotaru grinned at him.

"When did we ever say it was a high school?" Hajime tsk-ed, "Yuzurihayama is a lot more like a Charter/Montessori school."

"Yuzurihayama focuses primarily on areas in which the student's themselves show great promise in." Hotaru said knowingly, "And the age groups range from kindergarten to college, so no one here will give you guys a backwards glance."

"Ah, I see." Kakashi nodded.

"Some loaded old fruit cake funds the place." Hajime shrugged, "Mad as a hatter."

"Why do you say that?" Naruto asked.

"You'll see." Hotaru sighed as the walked up a flight of stairs.

Jiraiya, who was walking towards the back, allowed his eyes to wander up…up…up…Temari and Hotaru's skirts.

-BAK-FWAK-

"Eyes forward, Ultra-perv." Temari and Hotaru hissed after clubbing the older man with their school bags.

"Keep that up and I'll skin you alive!" Hajime spat, hefting the middle-aged man up by the collar.

Gaara and Kankuro said nothing; just cracked their knuckles and glared malevolently at Jiraiya.

Kakashi just pulled out 'Come Come Paradise'.

"Ya know, if they catch you with that, they'll confiscate it." Hajime said, cocking an eyebrow.

"I'll take my chances." Kakashi said good-naturedly.

Hotaru scowled at him, "Pervert."

"Master Gai! I am ever so thankful that you have not been tainted by Kakashi-sensei's lascivious ways!" Lee cried.

"As am I!" Gai declared, teeth flashing, blinding half of the passing students (Temporarily of course), "If I, in the prime of my youth, were to succumb to such-!"

"Blah-blah-blah!" Hajime interjected, "We need ta get a move on."

"What's first?" Gaara sighed, wanting to get this over with.

"Here we are!" Hotaru said cheerfully, "Naka-teach's English class!"

"Naka…teach?" Gaara said slowly.

"Yeah!" Hajime grinned, "Her actual name is Nakanishi, hence the moniker!"

"Ooo, Ha-chan! Big word! You feeling okay?" Hotaru asked, plapping a hand on his forehead.

"Shaddap." Hajime growled, swatting her hand away playfully.

-SHFFTUT-

Nakanishi "Naka-teach" Ukyo, was standing on her desk, a noose around her neck, preparing to jump.

"CODE ORANGE! REPEAT! WE HAVE A CODE ORANGE!" Hajime yelled into the halls.

"NAKA-TEACH! NO-OO!" Hotaru shrieked, (huge chibi anime tears streaking from her eyes as she runs) leaping onto the desk and swooping the woman over her head.

"LET ME GO!" Naka-teach howled, thrashing around violently, "LET ME DIE! LET ME DIE!"

"NO-OO!" Hotaru shrieked, wrapping the rope around one hand and snapping it in half.

"What in the name of-!" Shino said, his voice filled with confusion.

"NONONONONO!" Naka-teach shouted, diving for a desk drawer, "I CANT STAND ANOTHER DAY OF THOSE DEAD FISH EYES STARING AT ME! I WON'T DO IT!"

Hotaru now wrapped her arms the teachers waist, "THAT'S NO REASON TO KILL YOURSELF!" (imagine the big melty omelet eyes of a sobbing Shuichi from Gravitation and you have Hotaru's look down pat)

"IT'S A PERFECT REASON TO KILL MYSELF!" Naka-teach yelled back, a box cutter in hand now.

"What the fu-!" Naruto cried.

Hajime and a swarm of student appeared and wrestled the cutter away from her and Naka-teach began to wail.

"Whuh-what's going on?" Gaara asked, his eyes wide with confusion.

"One of Naka-teach's daily suicide attempts!" Hotaru said, "She usually tries once or twice because of job-related stress."

"And she's still a teacher?" Kankuro gaped.

"Hey, we toldja that old nut was crazy as a loon." Hotaru sighed, "Behold his hand picked staff."

"Why doesn't she just quit?" Kakashi asked from his book.

"B-because of the health and d-d-dental coverage." Naka-teach sobbed.

"That's how they always getcha." Gai said with an understanding nod.

"Please don't kill yourself Naka-teach!" a female student (we'll call her Girl A) begged, "We'll pay attention! Honest!"

"I'll even pop Ritalin to keep me focused!" a male student (we'll call him Boy A) cried.

"No!" another female student (Girl B) cried, "Drugs're bad!"

"Hey, it's th' thought that counts, dude." Another male student (Boy B) said with a nod.

"O-okay. I'll…I'll try." Naka-teach said weakly, "But just for today."

"YAY!" everyone cheered ('cept Gaara; he's above crap like that)

After that little incident, the period went almost completely without incident. Jiraiya, Gai and Kakashi were able to slip around unnoticed under the guise of "New Teacher's Aids".

"Naka-teach usually get two or three because she's high maintenance." Hajime had explained.

And with the exception of Naruto and Lee getting into a rather large argument over who had written the better poem, effectively sending Naka-teach into another one of her "episodes", things went rather smoothly.

"Alright. What's next?" Temari asked.

"Ulgh. Math with Sadamoto." Hajime and Hotaru groaned.

"That bad, huh?" Kakashi grinned.

"Yuh." Hotaru said dully, forgetting for the moment that she was mad at him, "You could say that."

"What's so bad about him?" Shino asked, pushing his sunglasses back up his nose.

The twins exchanged a look, then shuddered.

"You'll see." They said together, opening the door.

-SHFFTUT-

"Uzumaki's." A cool voice said eerily, "Nearly missed the bell…such a naughty thing to do."

The time traveling Shinobi could not believe what they were seeing.

A man with nothing on but a leather man-thong sat on the teacher's desk with a whip in his hands.

"We apologize, Sadamoto-sensei." The Twins replied robotically.

"Mmmm…if you ever are so wayward again…teacher will have to punish you…" he smirked biting down viciously on the tip of the whip, "…is that clear?"

"Yes, Sadamoto-sensei." The Uzumaki twins answered mechanically.

They made their way to seats in the back of the room.

"I can see why they don't like THIS class." Gaara shuddered, "That guy makes Kakashi look like a saint."

"Ulgh…isn't he cold?" Naruto had to wonder, "Just lookin' at'm is makin' my arm an' leg hairs stand on end! Yugh!"

"My God, whadda freak." Kakashi thought disgustedly, trying to divert his attention to 'Come Come Paradise' and failing miserably, "I can't believe people like him actually exist."

Jiraiya just pilfered a porno mag from some poor, unsuspecting student's bag and was able to keep himself calm that way.

Shino however, wasn't so fortunate. A fly, which he happened to be trailing, just happened to change it's flight path so it flew right around the ass of the man-thong, causing the poor boy to nearly go blind.

Kankuro took to staring hard at the floor, muttering, "I am in Sunagakure…I am surrounded by my puppet allies…all is well…"

Temari took to embarrassed blushing and diverting her gaze out the window.

Gai glared angrily at the barely-dressed man, "You are a disgrace and a blemish on everything that is sacred about teaching! You need to be destroyed."

Hajime took to doodling in his notebook.

Hotaru dozed off, drawing the immediate, unwanted attention of Sadamoto.

He strolled languidly over to Hotaru and whispered into her ear, "Oh Hotaru…naughty girl…someone's been awfully bad…"

There was a murmur of apprehension around the classroom.

-FA-WHAM-

Hotaru sniffled, not even close to being awake, and screamed, "NYARR! Y' OLD GHOUL! YOU WON'T GET THE BEST OF ME AGAIN! MYAAAA!"

-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-P-POW-

Sadamoto collapsed to the floor in a broken, bloodied, swollen heap.

Hotaru blinked, sniffled slightly, then slumped forward on her desk again, fast asleep.

Sadamoto sprang upward.

"OH MY FUCKIN' GOD!" Kankuro shouted.

"HE'S STILL ALIVE?" Lee cried.

He glommed Hotaru's hand, "My soulmate! My kindred spirit! MARRY ME!"

-DINGDONGDINGDOONNNNG-

Hotaru awoke, took one look at Sadamoto, and sent him sailing out the window.

"Welll…that was fun-NOT." Gaara smirked, not about to admit he was enjoying himself immensely, "What's next?"

"P.E." Hajime said, "One of my favorite classes."

"That's because you don't have to wear those God-awful buruma." Hotaru grumbled.

(Buruma- the Japanese word for gym shorts! Cut very short and for most girls, are rather embarrassing)

"Huh?" Temari blinked as Hotaru grabbed her by the back of the uniform and dragged her into the girl's locker room.

Jiraiya made an attempt to follow.

-FWAK-BWAK-

"Don't. Even. Think about it." Hajime, Gaara and Kankuro snarled.

"We go this way." Hajime growled, grabbing the panty-raider by the hair and dragging him into the locker room.

Gai and Kakashi followed leisurely.

Five minutes later…

"Alright class. Let's get right to it, shall we?"

Tachikawa Reiko appeared to be all business. She took roll and led the class in some relatively easy stretches.

"Finally a real teacher." Gai sighed as Tachikawa-sensei announced that today they would playing dodgeball.

"Oh. My. God." Temari thought to herself, "How can she stand this?"

Temari's eyes kept drifting back to her legs.

Hotaru hadn't been kidding. These buruma were awful.

She could feel the eyes of every male in the class (with the obvious exception of her brother's) drawn to her bare legs.

It was humiliating.

Embarrassing.

"God, these modern girls have it rough." Temari mused, "Soon as I get back to the house? Pants. Nothing but pants from now on."

Gaara got a verry weird feeling as he passed the gym teacher. She had just divided them into teams and he noticed she had been shooting him really creepy looks.

The game began and the eerie feeling stayed. Despite the typhoon of red rubber streaking past him on all sides and his continuous bobbing and weaving, Tachikawa-sensei's eyes remained locked on him…or, rather…his feet.

What Hajime had failed to warn Gaara about in the locker room was Tachikawa-sensei's…unusual fetish.

She dashed across the gym and tackled him to the floor.

"Whuh-what the-? GET OFFA GAARA YA SICK FREAK!" Naruto cried.

"GET OFF OUR BROTHER, HAG!" Kankuro and Temari screamed.

"Mmm…tube socks…so lovely…beautiful...brand new...perfect...white...tubesocks…" she sighed, rubbing her face against Gaara's ankles and feet.

"Get…off…me." Gaara growled, pulling his arm back to strike her.

Hajime grabbed him and Hotaru switched off his socks, tossing them to the far side of the gym.

"AH! Come back, loves!" She cried, dashing after them.

"Be grateful." Hotaru grinned, "We have lunch next!"

"Somehow…that doesn't bring much comfort." Gaara muttered.

(A/N: LUNCH BREAK! Ahhh, the chaos that is the lunch room. The tulmult of trying to get food before it runs out without being crushed...how fun! Followed by a inspired Studio Art Class, the drama that is Drama, and the musical stylings of Choir! R&R!)