A Bus, A Staffroom Fight and P.E

The bus lurched forward again, narrowly avoiding a head on collision with an old woman. “MOVE OUT THE WAY!” Kakashi screamed from behind the wheel. “TIME IS OF THE ESSENCE!”

The woman mumbled something along the lines of “Elder Chiyo” and continued driving lazily across the zebra crossing on her electric wheelchair.

Kakashi glanced hurriedly at his watch. Damn! It’s already 8:50! He honked the horn loudly. “THE WHOLE WORLD DOESN’T STOP FOR ONE OLD HAG!”

However, Elder Chiyo had no intention of driving her wheelchair faster and continued crossing at a snails pace.

That does it! I have no other choice! Kakashi thought. “YOU BROUGHT THIS UPON YOURSELF OLD WOMAN!” He lifted his headband. “MANGEKYOU SHARIGNAN!”

There was a slight scream as Elder Chiyo began being pulled into a dimensional space (along with her wheelchair) and then a faint ‘popping’ sound as she disappeared altogether.

Kakashi pressed down on the pedal and the bus lurched forwards again.

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“Ah man! This timetable sucks!” Naruto wailed, smashing his head down on the desk.

Sasuke rolled his eyes. “Shut up you baka. There’s nothing wrong with your timetable.”

“Yes there is! Look!”

Sasuke peered at the blonde haired boy’s timetable. “What?!”

“ART WITH DEIDARA-SENSEI!” Naruto scowled. “I’m going to get blown up, dattebayo!”

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All was not going well in the staffroom. The argument that took place every year had begun again.

“ART IS A BIG BANG!”

“Art is the careful craftsmanship of…”

“ART IS EXPLOSIONS!”

“Art is the hard, dedicated work of…”

“ART IS FIREWORKS!”

“Art is the curves of wood and…”

“SHUT UP YOU SCORPLING!” Deidara shouted, glaring daggers at the red haired man. “Your art is boring students to death and then sealing them inside puppets they made, un!”

Sasori sighed, folding his arms calmly across his chest. “Your art is blowing students to pieces.”

“It’s beautiful, un!”

“If you like corpse confetti.”

Sandaime Headmaster promptly smashed the both of them around the head with a giant pole. “Shut up thar’ both of ‘yer! Quit ‘yer whinin’! In my days I had ‘ta fight evil demon snakes with the help of a giant monkey!” He paused, glancing at the un-interested faces of the staff. “’Why’re ‘ya all gawpin’ at me!? Why aren’t ‘ye quakin’ with fear?! ‘Twas terrifying!”

The bell rang, signaling first lesson and the staff began drifting out of the staffroom.

Asuma patted the Headmaster sympathetically on the shoulder. “It was a good story sir, a good story.”

“I try.”

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“LOOK LIVELY YOUNG CHILDERINGS! THIS IS THE HEIGHT OF SPRINGTIME YOUTH!”

Naruto pouted, watching as a middle aged man came bouncing past in a green outfit. “Why is he so happy all the time?”

Sasuke shrugged. “I have no idea.”

Naruto frowned. “I mean, with eyebrows and a haircut like that, what’s there to be happy about?”

“There’s everything to be happy about! Look at the way he moves, his elegance his panache! GO GAI-SENSEI!” A miniature version of Gai appeared to have stood itself beside the two boys.

Naruto let out a yelp of alarm. “IT’S A GIANT FROG! DATTEBAYO!”

“My name is Rock Lee and I would prefer it if you didn’t call me a frog!” The boy stated.

Sasuke merely raised a brow.

Gai waved the class over. “RIGHT CHAPS! Let’s start today’s lesson by grooving along to some of Konoha’s latest tunes…’What it’s like to be a freak’ by the fab band… ‘Akatsuki’!” He clapped his hands and the stereo turned itself on.

I look like a shark,

I’ve lost all our money,

I still want to be a good boy,

And I need watering.

Gai and Lee were the only ones dancing, completely unfazed by the fact everybody was staring at them in a ‘what the hell?’ kind of way.

We’re just freaks.

Don’t you want to know what it’s like to be a freak?

‘Coz we can’t be the only ones

We’re just freaks

Freaky, freaky, freaky…

Sasuke sighed. “That’s it, I’m leaving. I did not come to this school to watch fully grown men wiggle their hips and wave their arms about.” He grabbed his bag and began marching off the sports field.

Gai pointed a finger accusingly at him. “You will never become a great dancer like your brother Uchiha Itachi!”

Sasuke stopped in his tracks, turning slowly round. “What did you just say?”

“I said you will never surpass your brother in the dancing department! He will forever out tap you and out break dance you! Is that what you want?!”

Sasuke stared at the floor coldly.

-Flashback-

“Big brother! Will you help me with my dance moves?”

Itachi waved his brother over.

Sasuke grinned and rushed forwards, only to be spun around in a pirouette. Itachi shook his head. “Not today little brother.”

“Why not!?”

“I have something I must do.”

“Like what? A dance festival?”

“Something like that…”

-End Flashback-

“I will never let that happen!” Sasuke roared and dropped his bag to the ground. “I will out-dance him one day! I WILL BECOME THE CENTRE OF ATTENTION!” He started to do ‘the robot’, an extremely determined look on his face.

Neji blinked. “Hey everyone! Sasuke’s dancing! It must be the new cool thing to do! “And with that he activated his byakugan to give him a 360 degree view of his own, amazing dancing.

We’re just freaks

Freaky, freaky, freaky…