Chapter 3

Konohamaru's P.O.V.

I walked out of the room to go find Naya. She was NOT going to be happy about this. Ever… I was oblivious to Neji-sensei following me until after we had both found Naya. He spoke to her before I could say anything.

"Hello Naya." Neji's tone was recognizable, and suited him well. Actually, it was hard to find him and talk to him without him using this tone. It was firm, and held an air of authority. I shuddered. I HATED that tone from teachers.

Naya nodded and bowed slightly to Neji, AKA, the proper way to greet an elder. Pshh. What a suck-up. And, of course, instead of groaning (what I did when I was addressed by a teacher) she just stood up strait and waited politely for him to continue.

"I am here to request that you tutor Konohamaru in Math. It would give you that boost from a B+ to an A, and it would be good for him, too." Neji's face softened slightly towards her, almost pleading that she would say 'yes' to the offer. This time, he waited respectfully.

Naya's Pov

What? I repeat- WHAT!?!?!? There was no way to convince me to tutor Konohamaru in another subject. It's not MY fault he was a complete, hopeless, unintelligent mass of body parts amalgamated (Author: It means put together, blended. She's insulting him, okay?) together. Soon enough, I realized my outburst had clouded my face with a mix of horror and disgust. Quickly, I composed myself.

"But Neji-sensei, I'm already tutoring Konohamaru everyday after school. I can't tutor him in both subjects while the school is still open. We won't have the right resources at home, either. Gomenasai, Neji-sensei." I quickly bowed, hoping to get away, and out of this not-so-needed-punishment. Pshh. I should know better than to hope for something.

"Surely you could alternate days with the tutoring, and the teacher wouldn't mind." As Neji said those words, I watched at Konohamaru stiffen. At least he wanted to get out of this as much as I did. I also realized that Neji's question was more of a demand. There was no begging here, at least, not anymore. I watched Konohamaru's face helplessly. He HAD to think of something. Thank God he did. I watched as his face lighted up at his unknown and mysterious revelation.

"This is Temari-sensei we're talking about here, Neji-sensei!" Konohamaru released his pent up frustration in that one sentence. Hoping that single phrase would change Neji's outlook on the situation. His outburst surely surprised me, but the shock quickly dulled and was replaced with a feeling out being let-down. Suddenly his face brightened, and I realized what he was motioning to.

For a quick moment, I saw what Konohamaru's excitement was about.

As the name Temari sunk in, Neji visibly cringed. Soon, he composed himself, but his face, no, his EYES held a different emotion. He bought. The strictest teacher in the school had bought it.

Oh no.

He smiled.

It was quick and brief, but it was EVIL. Darth Vader has just been put to shame. And now Neji has been marked down in history next to Sweeney Todd and Hannibal Lector. This was the first time in my entire life I had been purely terrified.

"I give you permission to borrow some of my workbooks. You won't need much more to tutor him. If you need anything else, you can improvise. You can tutor at either one of your houses. You are dismissed." Neji turned on his heel, and then walked away. There was no room for argument here. After he was out of yelling ear-shot, I slowly and heatedly turned towards Konohamaru. I broke the uncomfortable silence.

"My house. Temari will drive us to my place after our first session. We will meet up everyday. Got it?" My tone was hateful and vicious enough to make him cringe, then look at the floor like he was about to cry. I inhaled deeply as a pang of guilt pulsated through my stomach.

"Sorry." My word of apology was more of a mumble, and regardless of my volume, I was sincere. He noticed. Never the less, those were my first words to the passive and lazy brunette.