Authoress's Note: Okay! Here goes Chapter Three: Meet the Students!

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I do own the students, though. As well as the plot. :D Happy reading!

Meet the Students!

Sasuke groaned with suppressed exhaustion as he looked over at his blaring alarm clock. He scowled. It was six thirty in the morning! He didn't want to get up at six thirty!

The annoying voice of Tsunade rang in his ears as he buried his face in the pillow, trying to ignore the alarm that was going off on the other side of the room. Tsunade was scolding him about being late for his assignment, and her voice got louder as the alarm did – until finally Sasuke threw a kunai at the clock and watched it scatter to the floor in a heap of junk.

That was his third clock this week.

He growled a little as he climbed out of his bed, staggering over to his closet. He didn't want to go to the Academy and be bothered by a ton of annoying brats that couldn't zip up their own pants. He pulled out a black t-shirt and a pair of black cargo pants, pulling them on. He muttered tired curses as he ran a brush through his hair, undoing the knots he had gathered over night.

He sighed as he stared at himself. He looked stressed. Not that he could blame himself, though. He was under a lot of stress, after all, and the fact that he'd had nightmares of having to escort Karin and Sakura around for four months hadn't helped to calm his mood.

No matter. These two months will fly by quickly . . . He thought.

Or, hoped, is more like it.

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Sakura smiled as she sat up and stretched. For some reason, she felt like she was the queen of the world, and she'd just woken up on her new, fancy, comfortable chair. It was wonderful, she realized, as she looked around the room to find that her surroundings were just as they had been in her dream. She smiled as she looked over, expecting to see Sasuke as her king.

She let out a loud, shrill scream as she saw it was Naruto.

Sakura jumped up out of bed with such a force, that she fell straight out of bed and onto the floor. "Ow," she muttered, sitting up as she rubbed her head. That was the worst nightmare she had had in days. She staggered to her feet, and stared at the clock. It was seven in the morning.

She sighed, stretched, and changed into her usual uniform so she could work in the hospital. She would leave for work early today, and see if she could go talk to Tsunade about how well Sasuke took the news about her suggestion. She was so excited! She could just picture the happy expression on Sasuke's face when Tsunade had given him the news!

After all; who could resist working with children?

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Sasuke stared at the doors to the Academy, a bored expression on his face. All he would have to do was go in, introduce himself, and sit through a boring lecture by Iruka, and then go home. This was going to be a piece of cake.

It was much better than babysitting two full grown fan-girls.

He grabbed the handle to the door and pulled it open, walking inside and closing it lazily behind him. He walked down the empty halls, before turning to the all-too-familiar classroom of Iruka. It was too early for anyone to be at the Academy, but he needed to hear what Iruka wanted him to do anyway. He knocked on the door.

Iruka immediately opened it, a warm smile on his face. "Hi, Sasuke, it's been a long time since I've seen you," he said happily. "You don't know how glad I was when I heard you were going to come help me with my classes."

Sasuke nodded. "What do I need to do?" he asked stoically; uninterested in anything Iruka had to say that didn't involve what he needed to do.

Iruka nodded, recalling that he still hadn't informed Sasuke of his duties. "Well, first, you're going to be introduced to the class. Then I'm going to explain what we're doing, which is a demonstration of the 'Transformation Jutsu'," he stated. "Then they'll have a short recess, lunch, and the half of the class that hasn't done the transformation will take their turns."

"Okay," Sasuke said monotonously. "So what do I have to do?"

"Watch the students' transformations, and basically comment on how well they're doing. Tsunade-sama said that you were going to help with lunch, too, so you can go to do that while the students are going to recess."

"Do I have to wear one of those hair-things?" Sasuke asked. When Iruka nodded, Sasuke had to suppress a sigh. "Okay. Is there anything else that I need to do?"

"Well, you'll need to stay with the children after classes are through until their parents arrive," Iruka added. "After that, your shift is over."

Sasuke nodded. This sounded easy enough to him. He walked over to a chair that was propped against the wall and took a seat, waiting for something to happen.

A half an hour later, and Sasuke was ready to shove a kunai through his head to drown out the noise of excited children in the room. He could feel eyes boring into his face, clothes, and other parts of him that he didn't exactly feel comfortable with having kids stare at.

He sighed as he watched Iruka usher one of the last students in, before walking into the classroom and standing before his students. Sasuke mentally rolled his eyes, bored already. This was just like when he was in the Academy.

During his time of mulling over his thoughts, Sasuke realized he hadn't heard much of what Iruka had been saying. He tuned his ears in to listen.

"And so, this is my new Teacher's Assistant, Sasuke," Iruka said, gesturing for Sasuke to come stand by him. Sasuke mentally groaned, walking over to stand by the brown-haired man. He stared out at the kids, resisting the urge to wince as he saw several girls giggling and whispering to each other. Oh, he could just imagine the evil plots these little brats were coming up with just by looking at him . . .

"Are there any questions you have for Sasuke-san?" Iruka asked his students. One little green haired girl raised her hand. Iruka smiled. "Iria, what's your question?"

"Why does Sasuke-sensei's hair look like a chicken?" the little girl asked, looking at Sasuke with wide, and in Sasuke's opinion, evil eyes.

She smiled innocently, waiting for Sasuke to answer. Sasuke sighed. "Because it's the way I style my hair so that I don't look like everyone else," he stated, crossing his arms habitually.

One young boy picked the back of his hair up so it resembled Sasuke's hair-style slightly. "Look! Now I look like Sasuke-sensei! You'll have to change your hairstyle now, right, Sensei?"

"Tai; stop," Iruka said, as Sasuke mentally thanked Iruka for that. He really didn't want to answer that kid's question and have to contradict himself.

As another kid was about to comment, Iruka spoke up. "That's enough questions for now. We have to get on with the lesson, anyway," he stated, as a ripple of 'aww's passed through the group. Sasuke turned and walked back to his chair, sitting down.

Stupid kid; how dare she call my hair a chicken? That's not even funny . . . he thought bitterly, watching Iruka explain what was going to have the kids do with boredom. Sasuke sighed, looking out the window. It was too beautiful of a day to be cooped up inside the Academy.

He watched as half of the students walked around their desks and stood in a line in front of the rows of desks. Iruka walked over to Sasuke and held out a clipboard. Sasuke stared at it, and then at Iruka. "What?"

"Take this, please," Iruka said. Sasuke did as told (a little annoyed), and waited for further instructions. Iruka spoke again. "When I say 'good' or 'bad', mark it down next to the names, okay?"

"Sure, okay," Sasuke muttered, figuring it best not to get on Iruka's nerves right now.

After about thirteen transformations, Sasuke was tired of seeing clones of Iruka, the Hokage, or a dog being made. He was bored, though it seemed like a bit of an understatement. He felt like he was about to fall asleep, until one kid turned into a chicken and started squawking around the room. Sasuke was faintly amused by this, but nothing more than faintly.

He nearly fell asleep until the kids were finished, and he handed the clipboard back to Iruka. He headed off to the kitchen to help out. It was true. He did have to wear one of those annoying hair-nets that the cafeteria made him wear. It wasn't pleasant, and it made him feel like a woman.

The apron didn't help.

He thanked the higher powers when he was through cooking and setting the food out on the bar. He learned the name of the girl he was working with: Miyu.

He sat down to take his own lunch break, and settled for eating some pork, when Iruka burst into the lounge. He stared at the man, as Iruka tried to regain his breath. "Sasuke, I need you to do something for me. The teachers have been called to a meeting, and we won't be back until tomorrow. I need you to stay with the kids until the end of school, okay?"

"Okay," Sasuke muttered. It wasn't until Iruka was gone that Sasuke realized what he had just agreed to.

He was about to spend an entire half-a-day with a ton of little devils.

Oh lord.

There's Chapter Three! Please review:D