AN: I hereby dub this 'the chapter that just didn't want to get written and is still pretty sucky and short because of it'. On a brighter note, there will be more dialogue and less naration in the coming chapters.
Review: I do not own Naruto.
I was pleasantly surprised by how little the aftermath affected me personally. I mean sure there was the whole 'doom and gloom' aura along with frantic rebuilding to show the other nations we still had our 'Oomph', but Sarutobi had managed to keep both Danzo on a leash, and a somewhat strong facade up.
Kaname-jiji, the male of my caretaker pair, had been wounded lightly, but it had been nothing more than a few scrapes, and a mild concussion where debris had hit him. Toriko-baachan on the other hand received chakra burns sever enough to cripple the network in her left arm.
Both were temporarily drafted back into service, Kaname-jiji as a temporarily teacher to two genin who lost their teammate and jounin-sensei in the attack, going on c-ranks with them, and baachan as a teacher at the academy, to allow the regular teacher to take several back to back missions.
She took me to class with her, during that period. Of course the first few days were spent in 'daycare', as even the academy students were drafted into helping to clean up the debris, but I pretty much slept through it, either way. The shelter had been boring, and the academy was currently focusing on things I either already knew, could guess, or wanted to bury deeply.
Yes Mathematics, I'm talking about you. My hatred for you still runs unparalleled.
Nevertheless, I wanted to face-palm at the sheer stupidity of some kids.
"*Nohw!*", I yelled in my toddler voice, "*Iwx is eadew fouw ow mainos two! Aw you an Idjot?*"
This was soooo fucking frustrating.
Where the hell did they even get the idea that the answer could be over 9000?!
And yes, I wasn't kidding. I had even forgotten the stupid meme until one of the brats haltingly gave that answer.
I mean, sure, they were 6 to 8, and it would have been unthinkable in Vivian's world to even begin to teach them at that age, but Alice's siblings were taught that at age 5. Even here in Konoha, they should have already learned this last year.
Nevertheless, most of the class stared stupidly at me, the fourteen-month old, that had solved the problem they were given. It wasn't that hard or anything, but still, fourteen months old.
Toriko-baachan pinched the bridge of her nose.
What had she done to deserve these brats?
Translation: *No! X is either four or minus two! Are you an idiot?*