View Azuniverse: Teachers
By Topaz Talyn
Disclaimer: I do not own Azumanga Daioh or any related characters
Kurosawa Minamo known to her friends (or one particular friend at least) as Nyamo was not having a good day. Even though it was summer vacation the principal had called her in to watch over the kids in summer school. To add to her bad mood someone had jammed gum in the locks of the gym. One thought kept running through Nyamo's head.
"I'm not even supposed to be here today."
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Two students had arrived at the school. The shorter one was talking a mile a minute about one thing or another while the taller one was keeping perfectly quiet. The short girl spoke,
"Man, Yomi why do we have to go to summer school anyway. I don't need any improvement I'm so awesome. I feel good today, Yomi, you know what we're gonna do? We're gonna sit through this stupid goddamn class then we're gonna go out and fucking party! We'll hit the karaoke bar and then… Hey what are you looking at fucker? Hey Yomi didn't that bitch owe me ten bucks? Shit I'll rip out her soul tonight. Yay! Why are you at summer school anyway aren't you all fucking smart and shit?"
Yomi just shrugged and followed her small friend quietly. Yomi and Tomo were perfect together since Tomo talked all the time and Yomi never spoke at all unless it was absolutely necessary. Tomo continued ranting as the two girls made their way towards English which was their first period.
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I ASSURE YOU THERE IS CLASS TODAY
Nyamo had painted a sign using some of the school's art supplies. Unfortunately she was unable to find a brush and was forced to paint with her fingers. And now even after washing three times her hand still smelled of paint.
But now it was time to play soccer and Nyamo was ready. There was another teacher there observing. The man was tall and had a beard and was wearing sunglasses even though she had never seen this man before there was something strangely familiar about him. Nyamo just shrugged it off as one of her female students came up to her.
"Miss Kurosawa can we play soccer today?" The visiting man walked up to the pair.
"Excuse me did you just say that you were going to play soccer?" asked the man
"Yes. Is there a problem with that?" asked the girl
"Well I don't know if you're aware of the number of soccer related injuries that occur every year. Here look at this." The man said handing a small metal object to the girl
"What is it?"
"That is a replacement hip joint taken out of an old man who destroyed his hip playing soccer."
"Do you need anything?" asked Nyamo becoming quite annoyed
"Of course this instructor of death is going to try and stop me!" the man shouted to the gathering crowd.
"I am not an instructor of death, and if you're not going to help with class I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
"Fine! I'll help with this killer's class. I'll tell you what, I'm going to go swimming and if any of you girls care about your health you'll join me!" with this outburst the girls started cheering and some of them kicked the soccer balls they were holding at Nyamo.
TWEEEEEEEEEEEEEET! Nyamo blew her whistle which calmed down the girls immediately. She then spoke.
"Right now where is the guy who started all of this?" all of the girls pointed at the bearded man who was now trying to sneak away. She rushed over and grabbed his shoulder.
"I'm going to have to see your id sir." Nyamo said. The man begrudgingly pulled out his driver's license. Nyamo looked at it for a second and then reached up and pulled off the man's beard revealing…
"MR. KIMURA?" the man was indeed Mr. Kimura. "So what all this anti-soccer crap was just an excuse to…"
"To get the girls to swim in the pool. Is that so wrong?" asked Mr. Kimura
"Yes!" shouted Nyamo as she threw him out. "Argggh! I wasn't even supposed to be here today!"
Author's Note: Snoochie Boochies everyone! Expect a second chapter soon.