There were a few giggles heard around the classroom, followed by an awkward silence. Sasuke remained stoic. Karin did nothing to hide the shock that she felt. "Married to this delinquent! I might as well kiss my G.P.A goodbye." Karin mumbled under her breath.

"Now class, quiet down," Mr. Hatake chuckled slightly (for about the millionth time, much to Karin's dismay), "That's just the beginning of the assignment." Just the beginning? Is he trying to kill me?

"Now, the assignment will be split up in to three parts throughout the semester- if you flip to the next page in your packets you'll see an outline of each section." Papers rusted throughout the room, and Mr. Hatake took a deep breath, to suppress another laugh. "The different parts of the project are:

"Part One- Month One through Two: Pregnancy"

Karin gasped. Pregnancy? So not only am I forced to work with this punk, but now I have to carry his baby? Partners looked at each other awkwardly, and Karin glanced at Sasuke for the first time after becoming his "wife". She could feel his discomfort, but he still remained unscathed- unless you count the slight scowl that was constantly present on his face.

"This is the basis to our assignment, and to our class. If you want to learn how children develop, well the easiest way is to raise a child." Mr. Hatake started digging through papers on his desk. "Now of course I don't expect you to really get pregnant. But, you will get as close to the real experience as possible!"

The sadistic teacher pulled a huge round thing- a blob out from under his desk. "Ladies, you will be wearing this." He revealed two pieces of cloth attached to the blob, apparently used to strap it to yourself.

"It is a state of the art fat suit, errr pregnancy emulator. Of course it makes you look the part, but it also simulates small movements that a fetus would make, such as kicking. It also monitors your food intake, heart rate, and blood pressure to ensure that you are taking care of yourself and your baby. Now, husbands don't think you've got it easy for these first two months. You will have to be attentive to your 'wives' and your children. If you are neglectful, your grade will drop-"

"Don't hit it and quit it guys!" a white haired boy shouted from his seat, with a devilish grin. He must think he's so funny.

"Exactly. Husbands will also be required to schedule and drive their wives to three "doctors' appointments" with me. These appointments will just be check-ups, if you will, to see how the project is going along. Now, for the next section:

"Part Two- Months Three through Six: Delivery and your baby"

"I am going to make a phone call to each one of you at a random time, day or night. When I make this phone call, you should sit down, no matter where you are and wait thirty minutes. I will also call your husbands if they aren't with you so he can be there. After thirty minutes, you take off your 'belly', if the husband isn't there, he misses the baby being born. Bring your belly in to class the next day, and I will give you a baby. This baby cries like a real baby and needs to be 'fed' and kept laying down. It has a sensor in it, which informs me if it is being mistreated. Any questions about this part of the project?"

"Um what if we give birth on the weekend?"

"I will give you my address to bring me your belly. Anything else?"

"No?" Mr. Hatake sighed, like he was the one who would be exhausted from this, "Well, let's finish up:

"Part Three- Months Seven through Nine: Growing Up"

"This section will cover the rest of your child's developmental years, mainly the toddler years. In addition to being given a new doll simulator, you each will spend time volunteering at the college's daycare center. You will also routinely be given tough questions or situations. For example, one day your child may break an arm, but you don't have insurance, or maybe you'll be asked where babies come from."

Mr. Hatake held up one of the fat suits (pregnancy emulators?) "Alright ladies, come up front and we'll get you suited up!"

Karin stood up, making eye contact with her now husband and future baby-daddy. He showed what almost could have been a smile a whispered "Having fun, honey?"

The word honey rolled off of his tongue like poison, making it sound like he was not only mocking this class and the assignment, but the whole world- which was somehow responsible for bringing him to this point.

"Of course, darling. You know I'm happy just as long as I'm with you." Karin responded in the most sickeningly sweet tone she could, and turned to head towards the desk where her pregnant belly waited for her.

What have I gotten myself in to?