Ok i know that i have to finish on my other story, but this idea wouldn't leave my head. I have already written three chapters for it and i can't stop! so anyway its about Gaara and Matsuri, and I think it will turn out pretty good. so enjoy!

This is completely insane.

No, this is beyond insane. This is inhuman. Unnatural.

I can't believe they would do this to me. I mean, I know they don't like me and all, but this is going to far. Come on, an all guys school, and forcing me to act like one of them!?

Shit.

Sure an all guys school is fine. . . If your a guy. . . Which i'm not. I'm a girl. A 17, frightened, frustrated, and angry girl.

Matsuri is my name. And i'm an orphan. Well, sort of anyway. I was adopted about a month ago. My 'parents' want the best education possible for me. Or so they say, I think they just want to torture me.

They said that all the other schools in the county couldn't match this ones curriculum. But the catch was they only accepted males. So, in order to get me into the school. . . They lied.

Now I as known as Zuma Mat. I am a little grateful that I get to keep at least part of my name. 'Mat' is not to far from 'Matsuri', and gives me a little sense of sercurity.

At least i didn't need to buy to many guy clothes, because I was at a loss at what to buy, besides a few pairs of jeans and t-shirts. The school has a uniform. Red tie, white button-up shirt, and black slacks with your own choice of shoes. Mine, just a plain grey pair of running shoes.

My shoulder length brown locks were stuffed into a black tobagan with my bangs sticking out. I also have a navy blue Samauri Bears hat that i'll wear when I don't want to wear the tobagan.

With my feminine face, if I left my hair down, I think it would be easy to discover i'm a female. And if someone finds out i'm female, I'm doomed and going back to the people who sent me hear in the first place.

I didn't much like them, and I think they only adopted me to get on their boss's good side. He had three of his own children and loved kids. But they didn't want me around and sent me with the idea they wanted me to get the best education to an all guy's boarding school.

What a load of. . .

"Mat Zuma, I presume."

I turned to my right, tearing my onyx eyes away form the looming form of the school in front of me, and faced a man with white, long hair. He seemed to be in his late forties, maybe early fifties.

"Hai." I answered back, making sure to drop my voice a few octaves, trying to sound like a guy.

"Welcome to SandyLeaf Boarding school. Were all the guys are like family." he said joyously.

I gave him an odd look. SandyLeaf? What kind of name was that?

His face dropped a little, and his voice sounded a little annoyed. "We're working on the name." He smiled again before he continued." So Mat, you have already toured the grounds, yes?"

I nodded and remembered last week when i'd come to familerize myself with the grounds. It was on a Sunday, so no one was out of their rooms then. Although I had toured the grounds, it didn't help much. With the building having three floors, it was hard to remember exactly where everything was.

Dorms and bathrooms on the third floor, classes on the second, and offices, library, cafeteria, etc. on the first floor. Not to mention all the twisting and turning corriders.

He must have noticed my scared expression as I glanced back at the school, because he then spoke in a reassuring voice.

"Don't worry, you'll fit in just fine." I almost winced at this statement, because for one, he had no idea how wrong his assumption was, and two, I highly doubt that any of the guys going to this school have boobs, which were currently, and much to my disdain, wrapped in an itchy ace bandage.

"Thank you. . . um. . ." I trailed off uncertainly. He hadn't told me his name yet.

"Oh, I'm Jiraiya, the principal." his voice sounded proud, and I almost groaned. A principal that was full of himself was a principal that got under your skin.

"So, where is my room Jiraiya-sama?" I drawled, trying maybe to hard to act like a layed back guy, and put my hands in my pockets with my legs leaning a little bit on my black duffle back and backpack on the ground.

"Here you go, this is a map, your locker number, room number, and schedule. If you need any help come by my office."

With that he smiled and waved as he turned in the opposite direction and walked off, leaving me staring at the monster of a school.

I reached down and after stuffing in the papers Jiraiya handed me when I finished skimming them, slung one strap of my backpack on my shoulder and grapped the nylon handles of my duffle bag.

"This is insane." I muttered as I took the first step toward my new home for a year. A very long year.

So there it is! please tell me what you thought! Domo Arigato minna-san!

Ciao!