Meet the Akatsuki!
"…now cue the screaming fangirls," muttered Tenten sardonically.
True to her word, a bunch of older girls rushed into their path, effectively blocking from sight the nine gorgeous seniors, while a few shy freshmen watched from the sidelines.
"It's even worse than the Sasuke Uchiha fan club," groaned Shikamaru, annoyed.
Sakura giggled to herself.
"Uh, well, they are pretty good-looking…" she murmured, under her breath.
Tenten looked at her sharply.
"They're all jerks. The playboys, the bad boys, the bullies of this school, they're all in the Akatsuki."
Hinata shivered. Choji looked unperturbed. He merely took out a bag of chips and began munching away happily, spraying Gaara with crumbs.
The little redhead's gaze darkened and he took a menacing step forward. Sakura thought she saw something shift in his eyes.
"Who is that black-haired guy? He looks a lot like Sasuke…" mused the pinkette.
"That's Itachi Uchiha, his brother. He's one of the worst."
Shikamaru gave a wry grin.
"You're itching to know about the rest of them, aren't you? What a drag. Freshman girls are all the same."
Hinata twiddled her fingers nervously upon hearing the warning undertone in his words.
"Nagato, that tall red-haired one, is the leader. Kinda mysterious, doesn't talk much, but the others all listen to him. Then there's Itachi. He's smart, aces all his classes, gets most of the girls, breaks all their hearts, and they still love him to 's Zetsu, the green haired guy. He's an environmental freak. Konan is the blue-haired girl. She loves origami and all sorts of paper crafts. Deidara, the blonde, and Sasori, the shorter redhead, are the artists of the group. Deidara works with clay, Sasori works with wood. They both make sculptures, though Sasori puts in all the details and Deidara's more abstract. They argue a lot."
"Deidara, let me put it to you this way. You say that your art disappears within a fleeting moment, and the memory is held forever, correct? But is that not the essence of art? To see it for all eternity?"
Shikamaru gave an exasperated sigh.
"Looks like they're at it again."
Tenten smiled.
"I actually find how the two of them argue kind of cute. Like they're still children squabbling over toys rather than the seniors they're supposed to be."
Gaara looked over impassively at the Akatsuki and gave a derisive smirk. Tenten ignored him and continued.
"Kisame is the ugly dude next to Itachi. He's super strong and a great swimmer, though. He's the worst bully of them all. But it's only fitting that the worst are best friends, huh? Okay, then there's Hidan, the virtually invincible guy with the grey hair. It seems like he feels no pain – or he likes it. I personally think he's on something. That would explain his constant screaming and cussing. His friend with the baseball cap who you can hardly see is Kakuzu. He's the cool, calm one. Someone has to keep that loudmouthed loser in check, right?"
"Sorry, Uchiha held me up for quite a while," huffed Temari from behind. Her cheeks were tinged with a slight pink glow and her breathing came out in ragged hitches, like she had been running.
"I think you came just in time for Tenten's introduction on teachers, right, Tee-tee?"
"Hell yeah. Would'nt want them to be unprepared for the likes of old eagle eye, would we?"
Tenten gave an ominous smile.
"Most of the teachers here are fine, really. There are just three main ones you have to look out for. Old eagle eye, Ibiki-sensei," she spat the name," Anko-sensei, and Kakashi-sensei. Ibiki's the worst. He scares the living daylights out of me. In fact, I think the only people who didn't do well in his class were the ones who didn't give a flying fuck about what he thought. Sasuke, the Akatsuki, and Shikamaru."
The younger students stared at the lazy boy with newfound respect. Temari grinned and pulled him closer.
"You bad boy," she laughed, "I remember the first day in his class – Shika was leaning back on his chair with both hands behind his head and his legs on the table, and staring out of the window at the clouds. Ibiki nearly had a fit."
Tenten laughed along with her, while Shikamaru smirked at the memory.
"He was throwing all sorts of threats at me, like calling up my parents and never graduating from his class, getting me to stay behind for detention and cleaning the school. All that jazz, and I didn't care. I mean, he wasn't the least bit scary, but his class was a total drag."
"And that Anko," Temari shivered.
"She is such a sadist. She'll watch you write your test and struggle with everything while she sits at the teacher's desk and eats dango. Ugh, she's terrible."
"All right, you've had it, you little maggots!" shrieked Shikamaru in a surprisingly high-pitched, girly voice.
Tenten and Temari burst out laughing. The brunette doubled over, clutching her stomach in pain.
"Stop…it….Shika!"
The four new students watched, bemused, as the two older girls wiped tears out of their eyes and tried to look serious.
"O…okay. Now for Kakashi. He's one of the best teachers in this school. He's smart, awesome, and damn good-looking, but he's tricky. Don't test him. He's more than capable of completely humiliating you to death."
Tenten gasped for breath and Temari leaned against her boyfriend tiredly.
The shrill sound of a bell cut into their conversation. Sakura's eyes widened as she grabbed onto her timetable and books tighter, mentally preparing herself for what to do.
"Thanks so much, Shikamaru, Tenten, Temari."
"Th…thank…you," stuttered Hinata.
"No problem, kiddos. Have fun and watch your back!"
"Don't try anything, Gaara!"
The three older students smirked to themselves and walked off.
o.O we get to meet Anko and meanie Ibiki next time :P