(A/N: Hey all. Shinigami Goumon here. A little disappointed. Only one review last chappie. Sniff. Oh well. Onward and upward peeps. Enjoy!)

First period turned out to be Independent Study.

Meaning, you were supposed to do work for your other classes and come to the teacher if you needed help.

Shyeah RIGHT!

The students were spread out far across the class room in their clicks.

The Preps, Cheerleaders and Jocks spent most of their time texting or chatting.

Their were a few scattered otaku (whom Sora and Hinode sorely wished to join but refused to abandon their idols for) discussing Evangelion.

Emo's were sketching or doodling in notebooks.

Goth's were reading and staring idly out of windows.

Computer Geeks were clacking away on their laptops.

The teacher, Kuniyasu Chika, stared blandly at her students from behind her desk.

"Well, you guys do whatever." Akane said dully, sitting down at a window desk and rummaging around in her bag.

After brushing against her Mild Sevens, her A .454 Casull Taurus Raging Bull revolver and her switchblade, her fingers finally found her I-Pod, which she pulled out of her bag.

"I'm catching up on the z's which some people-" she glared ferociously at Sora and Hinode, "-who shall remain nameless, decided to deprive me of."

"Heep!" Sora squeaked.

"We're sorry." Hinode whimpered.

Akane then popped in her earphones, laid her head down on the desk and closed her eyes, music throbbing in her ears.

"Well." Temari said slowly, noting the disconnected state of the class, "What are we supposed to do?"

"Anything you feel like really!" Hinode smiled, "Shino-kun? I just thought you'd like to know, there's a spiders nest in the corner over there!"

Shino sprang out of his seat wordlessly and walked to said corner and squatted down, transfixed with the nest.

"He's so cute!" Hinode squealed, blushing like a fool.

"…yeah…right…" Kiba said slowly.

He then muttered under his breath, "If you go for bug obsessed neurotics."

Hinode was too blissed out too notice or care about Kiba's comment about her "BelovedShino-kun".

Naruto sniffled, still traumatized over the subway incident.

Kankuro took to building a tiny puppet out of bits of the desk that he broke off.

Hinata opened up her bag and played with the Naruto plushie, being oh, so careful to never let it leave the vicinity of the case.

Sakura glanced up at the teacher.

"Huh?" she thought, "Since when did that woman have a box cutter?" (how do you even know what a box cutter is?)

A pair of people in the back, gangstas, got into a fight over desk (they were ignored as this was a common occurrence)

Shino was deep in conversation with the spiders, completely oblivious to the situation around him.

Sasuke looked up at Kuniyasu just in time to see her lift her skirt and-

-zllshh-

"WHAT TH' FUCK?" Sasuke thought wildly, "SHE CUT HERSELF!"

He and Sakura looked around frantically.

"Why aren't they DOING ANYTHING!" Sakura thought in disbelief as Kuniyasu brought the cutter up to her wrist.

Gaara was entertaining himself by making creature out of sand and having Naruto attempt to guess what they were.

"Umm…a duck?" Naruto ventured.

"THIS IS INSANITY!" Sasuke thought as Kuniyasu calmly slit her wrist again, "I'm ending this right now!"

The fighting pair got increasing more violent and bumped Akane's desk the instant Sasuke rose to his feet.

-ch-klk-

-ch-klk-

Akane, quick as lightning, had drawn two handguns from her bag; a H&K USP Compact Tactical and a Smith & Wesson SW990L Pistol.

Both of the gangstas now were looking down the barrels of one very pissed off, sleep deprived girl…whom they were both familiar with…and not on good terms with.

"What…th' fuck…d'ya think yer doin'?" she snarled, earphone cords hanging from her head.

"Byakko." They nodded coolly, "We were just…talkin' is all."

(Byakko? WTF?)

"Get this thru' yer thick skulls…" she snarled, pistols still aimed right between their eyes, "…if yer little…talks…involve draggin' me from dreamland again…I will pump ya fulla lead without thinkin' twice…got it? Yer lives mean less than dirt ta me."

The two nodded and walked to the back of the room taking to empty desks.

Kuniyasu continued to cut herself.

Akane leisurely put the guns away, lay her head back down on the desk and zonked out in a matter of seconds.

"Byakko?" Temari asked, eyebrow raised.

"She's the co-leader of the Ninth Street Hell Cats!" Sora whispered.

"Byakko's the cat god, so it a title reserved for the leader of course." Hinode joined in, momentarily distracted from ogling Shino.

"What's the other leader's title?" Kiba asked, only slightly interested since it involved cats.

"Nekomata!" Sora and Hinode responded.

"Shoulda known." Sakura groaned.

"Ask a stupid question…get an even stupider answer." Shino muttered from the corner.

"Heeee!" Hinode squealed, "He is SOOOO cute!"

Sora gave her a weirded out look.

Kuniyasu moved up her arms to near her shoulders and continued cutting.

Gaara smelled the blood and glanced up.

"…"

He went back to his game, this time with Sora and Temari joining in.

"Uh…it's a horsey!" Naruto said confidently.

"No it's not, idiot." Temari snorted, "It obviously a goat."

Gaara frowned.

It wasn't anything of the sort!

Couldn't they tell it was a-

"OOOO! A froggy!" Sora squealed.

"Naruto…I love you too!" Hinata whispered to the plush in her bag, "You're so sweet."

Kankuro played with his newly made puppet, dubbed Chibi on account of it's size.

Sasuke and Sakura continued to stare in horror as no one did anything to stop the teacher's cutting.

"…zzz…"

-BNNGBONGBNNGBONNNG…BNNGBONGBNNGBONNNG-

Akane's eyes snapped open and flew for her switchblade.

"BACK OFF PIG!" she shrieked, waving the weapon at some unseen enemy, "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE ME ALIVE!"

"Akane calm down!" Hinode said cheerfully, "It's just the bell!"

"This isn't downtown Shibuya." Sora said smilingly, "Take a chill pill, girl!"

"…oh yeah…" Akane said slowly, retracting the blade, "I came t' school t'day…stupid much?"

The Naru-tachi stared.

What kind of girl WAS Akane exactly?

Who exactly had they gotten themselves mixed up with?

They were starting to getmore than alittle worried.

(A/N: It's Second Period! Art Class! Let the Acrylic, Clay filledWarfare begin! R&R)