She arrived at the small school at the edge of town, it was in the country. And way from most life, she had a hard time finding it. She already lived and the edge of town, not the safest place in the world. But still it was for the mission.

It was a two story building, made of gray stone, and stray vines that wonder up and down the building. It was just a old school, that was covered in a pathetic excuse for Christmas lights.

'Oh joy…', she thought in a mumble. 'this will be fun.' her thoughts laced with sarcasm.

The only thing that really stood out about this school that is a performing arts school. It had dance, art, jazz band, band, strings, choir, drama, theater , -though she thought that drama was the same as theater, she really couldn't see the difference.- , photography, animation, chess club, debate team, cooking, and web design. (A/N: I couldn't help it, my school was the model for this.)

She thought it was ridiculous that this, itty bitty, school had all this. The class must be tinny!

She stood in the rain, looking over the school. The parking lot was all around, but the front was only for the teachers. Not that she had a car to park it in.

'stupid sempai, she threw out all my cloths saying that I couldn't wear them on my mission. And she bought me these skimpy…things. Now all I have it stuff like this! I don't even have my normal under wear!' she thought while walking to the front door. 'now all I have are…thongs….' she hissed in her mind. 'it fells like I have a freaking weggie!' she hobbled slightly, trying to get the felling of her under pants going up her butt crack to go away. 'who the hell invented these things!? I couldn't even find some biker shorts! And now, she wont even send over my motorcycle!? Sempai!? Why are you being so mean to me!?' her thought went unanswered.

She was at the front doors, they were glass so she could see the office right ahead threw another pair of glass doors, then to the left, there was another pair of glass doors that lead to the hall ways. Then on the right, turning the corner, it opened to the indoor commons/cafeteria. The commons was just a large room with a stage in the right center wall. With three large pillars in the middle of the room. Then in the corner, the floor became tile, and railings that separated each line were brown. That lead to four glass windows with menus.

All and all, it was a pretty crappy school. Well at least that's what she thought.

She opened the doors and announcements over flowed her ears.

'Good morning, and marry Christmas!! My youthful students!! It is Matio Gai here, as always! And I have very youthful news for you all, the Christmas dance is coming up and we are closing up are can food drive today! All of your youthful cans will be delivered today! Be happy, we reached are youthful goal this year! And I have other news that I should tell you all…'

It went on, she walking into the office opening and closing the door. But to her surprise, the door creaked loudly, and to surprise her even more is that an eco of the door Creech was blared on the over head. She glanced to see the very person doing the announcements was right across from her, now staring at her with happiness. She flinched, 'what is his problem?' she walked away from the door and it closed silently. 'what the hell?'.

"Aw, it seams that we have a new face in are school today. What brings you to my youthful office?" He said into the microphone, the speaker echoing every thing he said.

"I came here to get my classes assigned to me. I'm new." Her voce only showed beautiful confidence, her voce was like angles. Strong yet beautiful, just like her.

His eyes glimmered, and he grinned. "Did you hear that my youthful students!? We have a new student!" he turned to the microphone, and put a hand to the side of his mouth, keeping sakura from seeing what he was saying, to bad he was on the over head. "and a beautiful one at that, watch out ladies, keep a short leash on your boyfriends. Or you might not have one at the end of the day!"

Sakura scowled at his stupidly, "I can hear you." she hissed. Her voce not one that reminded everyone of an angle anymore, one of a angry goddess. Still beautiful in anger as will as confidence.

"oh, I know that!" he grinned, now looking at her.

She sighed, 'just give me my god damn classes!' she hissed.

He said good bye to the school and turned off the over head. And stood up, he walked to the other desks on the other side of the room, in the left corner. He sat down to a computer and motioned for her to come over to him. She did, but she still didn't understand this person.

She stood to the side of his chair, staring at the computer screen. He started typing, "Now, my youthful student please tell me your full name and grade and I can put you over into your classes!" he shouted, entering her appearance into the computer.

She thought for a moment, "Fumiko Harumi." she said calmly. Not giving away that they were fake names. "sophomore."

He stopped typing and looked her strait in the eye, then smiled. "Fumiko, A child of treasured beauty, Harumi, a spring time beauty. Your name fits you well." he grinned, her classes to his typing. "and a very youthful age I might add."

Soon he was done getting fake information and gave her a schedule. Then she took off for her first class.

.School start: 7:21 am.

Per. 1- Science, Rm. B5. Teach. Anko.

Per. 2- World history, Rm. B11. Teach. Kakashi.

Per. 3- Math, Rm. B3. Teach. Shizune.

Per. 4- PE, Rm. Outside. Teach. Gai.

LUNCH

Per. 5- English, Rm. B9. Teach. Jirarya.

Per. 6- Choirs, Rm. Z1. Teach. Asuma.

.End Of School: 2:39 pm.

She walked down the small hall ways, lined with bright orange lockers. Than she turned the next corner and all the rooms were 'B-something' and the hall way was filled with light blue lockers. She was alittle freaked out, the color seam was little to preppy for her. She walked down the hall till she got to B5. Then she just stood there, praying. 'please lord, let me get out of this alive!' .

She took a deep breath, then exhaled. She grabbed the door handle, and pushed it open.

If you dropped a pin, you would go death, compared to how quiet this class was. She swore, they were looking at her like a goddess….

I mean, how could they not? It looked like her face was carved out of marble, only by the gods and goddess themselves. Her eyes were large and in the most stunning shade of viridian (A/N; I just learned that word! X3) they have ever seen. They promised something other worldly with there beauty, and her eye lashes were thick and could resemble long butterfly wings that would flutter over her eyes, making long shadows on her cheeks, and the water dripping off the ends, going down her high cheek boned cheeks, that made her even more stunning.

Her skin was pail was flawless, looking like it was never even touched by acne. Her nose was perfect, long and thin, but still stunning in it's own way, but it wasn't nose job perfect, but a nature's beauty. And most of all her lips, oh god her lips! There was only one word to describe them, irresistible. they were full, not to big not to small, not to thin, not to large. But perfect, and to top it all off, they were the color of blood, and looked like silk. Her hart shape face that was framed with long mid-back pink hair that gave off innocence, and her bangs that were glued to her face with the rain, all and all it was just…Wow, here are no words but…Wow.

Her neck was thin, but strong. Looking as soft as clouds. Her shoulders matched her perfectly, not to square but not to slouched. Her arms looked strong and thin, and fantastically long, just by looking at them threw the cloth. Her hands were covered with her shirt, but by the way you could see her finger tips at the end you could tell that she had long thin, fingers. And her palms were not that small, they were somewhat large, but just enough to make her still look powerful, and not some sissy teenage girl. Her breasts were large, and alittle bit of cleavage showed threw the 'V' neck of her shirt, then the outline of her braw could be seen because her shirt was still soaking wet from the heavy rain. She was at least 5'10, she was tall for someone her age. But that only made her look stronger, so she didn't mind.

She was thin, but you could also see the faint outlines of her muscled stomach, but it was not to muscled, she was lean. Her curves were to seductive, if used right, she would get any man, or woman, for that matter. Her butt was so cute, it was perfect for her. Then the small black skirt showed off her impossibly long legs. They were thin, but you could see the muscle threw out it. Making them just…well, perfect. Just to even see this perfection, you would have to play a high price. To touch it, was a different matter. One would surely have to die.

All in all she was just…she was dead center, on the perfect target.

All of the guys could feel there guy parts hardening, and there faces getting hot. And a some girls started to blush at the glimmering of beauty.

Anko looked over to the door, and she gasped. 's-she's s-s-so BEAUTIFUL!' she didn't know what to do. Surely this wasn't the new student Gai was talking about on the over head, it must be some kind of angle that got lost. Nothing in this world is this perfect, but yet there she was. Standing by the door, with an annoyed look on her face. She gasped again, 'oh crap, I have to get myself together! I don't want to anger the goddess!' she hissed at her self for her stupidity.

She turned, and walked for Sakura. Then stood two feet away, afraid that if she got any closer, she would kill her. Or worse, she wouldn't know. She didn't have time to think about it, the goddess spoke.

Sakura looked at her strangely, did she have something on her face? "Um, is this room B5?" she asked, her voce flouting in air. One would think that only saying five words wouldn't make some people fall in love. Well your wrong, poor Sakura here, now has a room full of fan boys and two fan girls.

Anko, now finding a new strike of confidence replied, "uh…y-y-yes, I-it is!" she nearly shouted, she flushed.

Sakura, completely confused, replied. "…I see, well, as you herd," the motioned the speaker on the side of the wall. "I'm the new student, my name is Fumiko." she said.

Anko blushed, and looked away from her, scanning over the class to find her a place to sit. Once she found one, she turned back to face Sakura, only to find cold emerald eyes looking back at her with a hard eyes. Sakura didn't have to act nice anymore, and to tell the truth it was tiring.

Anko suddenly paled, did she do something she didn't like!? What should she do!? "y-your seat I-is B-B-BACK THERE!" she shivered, pointing to the back of the room, next to a stoic looking Sasori.

She looked over to Anko, then to Sasori. She smirked, 'I guess sooner then later, the sooner I get this done I can kill some more people.' she looked back to shivering Anko, who was now standing behind her desk, trying to get a hold of her self. She smirked again, this is way to easy.

She let her smirk drop into a emotionless façade, she walked down the three rows of three till she got to the one Sasori was sitting at, in the very corner of the room, the farthest away from the door. She set her bag down on the outside of the double science desk, In the walk way, not that she cared if anyone tripped on it. And she sat down, as Anko finally collected herself. She he begin to write on the board, something about the nerve system.

She looked over to Sasori, and was greeted to half lidded brown eyes, his face held no interest in her, but she needed interest or she couldn't get close to them. She snickered in her mind, 'He wants to play that game, ya? Fine by me.'

She mocked him, making her tree colored eyes go half lidded, and the rest of her face look like she was bored.

He just razed an eye brow, and continued to stair at her. He looked somewhat confused, his stomach was doing back flips. But he didn't know what that meant, and he could feel heat rise to this face, but he wouldn't let it show. He knew what that was, a weakness. So he abruptly turned away from her, and looked past her to his friends. Hidan, who was drooling and staring at her boobs. 'Typical Hidan,' He thought. Then to the person sitting next to him, Itachi. Who was staring at her with a cold gaze. He knew what that look meant. He didn't trust her, and she was a threat.

Sasori was confused by this, sure she was alittle crazy. And extremely good looking. But a threat? He didn't think so. He looked her over again, this time studying her body, Itachi seamed to be staring at her back. That or her butt. He looked over to that. And there he saw the outline of a Carry 9 pistol. 'So this kitten has claws.', but little did Sasori know, he only scratched the surface.

....This kitten would be the down fall of him, in more ways then one.

hmm, this chapter was alittle shorter then the last one. oh well, AS ALWAYS, I NEED 5 COMMENTS THIS TIME!! if you do i will give you...uhh...i dont know, OH I KNOW I WILL GIVE YOU KISAMES MOM! MS, BUBBLES! my pet fish...

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