A/N: I guess I should have posted this before my other fic but...oh well! If I update this- it'll just be random drabbles or oneshots dealing with these characters.

What chaos does the new student bring into the classroom?

Warning: Language, OOC? anything else you believe needs one...

Disclaimer: All characters belong to Koei...


Okuni walked into her classroom with a flowing air, gracing the class with a blinding smile. Everyone immediately shut up, knowing the hidden danger behind that smile of beauty. Okuni gave a mock bow of her head. "How kind of all of you to get quiet so quickly," she said. "Well don't look so tense class- I have good news today."

Her class of seniors, juniors, sophmores, and freshmen alike, stared at her in apprehension. They all wore the uniform, black skirts and slacks, with a white polo and dark grey blazer for those who chose to actually wear the jacket. Same thing went for the forest green and black tie.

Although…people like Musashi and Keiji had their ties wrapped around their forehead like a headband, Kunoichi using hers as a bow in her hair. Mitsunari just chose not to wear it at all. It clashed with his hair horribly.

Okuni's smile grew. "We have…a new student!"

Everyone continued to stare.

Okuni's eyes narrowed. "I said…we have a new student."

They all sweatdropped. "Hooray," they intoned.

"Very good," Okuni happily clapped and then faced the door. "You can come in now dear!" she called.

No reply.

"Come in!" Okuni tried again.

A gust of wind blew inside the classroom.

Okuni gave the class a slightly apologetic look and then placed her delicate hands on her hips, mouth turning into a scowl. "I SAID TO COME IN SO GET YOUR CUTE ASS IN HERE ALREADY!"

Kanetsugu brought a hand to his head. "Oh Kenshin-sama….please guide this misguided soul to the light…" he started to mumble.

The classroom door slowly opened and the class leaned a bit forward in anxiety to see who it was. They were all taken aback when a relatively short brunette with windblown hair and an eye patch over his right eye walked in. He wore the school uniform, his blazer missing and school tie being used as a belt around his waist. There was a black and white wristband on each arm with tiny dragons on them.

The brunette walked to where Okuni was in the front of the class, a heavily-packed shoulder bag slung around him. There seemed to be a permanent scowl fixed on his sun-tanned features.

Okuni was back to prettily smiling, ushering the student to come closer. "Guys, this is Masamune-kun. He just came from Oshu, so let's give him a warm welcome, alright?"

There was a few scattered mumbles of, 'Welcome', and two very large shouts of, 'WELCOME!"

A few irritated glances were sent to Yukimura and Nagamasa.

The student, now known as Masamune, blanched in pure horror. Not even a minute into the classroom and he could already tell things would be horrific that day.

Okuni placed an arm on Masamune's elbow. "Now then, why don't you tell us a little about yourself?"

Keiji snickered. "Yeah, like why you're in high school when you're clearly an elementary student!" he called out.

Okuni rolled her eyes. "Keiji-"

Masamune stepped away from the teacher to stare down the burly teen. "I should be asking you why you're down here? Don't you have a beanstalk to climb back up on?"

Keiji gaped, and then twitched in anger. "You calling me a giant?"

"No, I'm calling you a fairy," the brunette sarcastically said.

"Why you-! At least I'm not one of the seven dwarves."

"Shut up Goliath!"

The class watched with wide eyes as the argument escalated.

Mitsunari looked at the scene and then snorted in half-amusement. "Well at least school won't be so boring anymore," he said.

"Boring? School is not boring Mitsunari," Kanetsugu said from the seat in front of him. "School is one of the best things a person can go to for a higher understanding of the world and-"

"Save it for someone who cares Kanestugu," Mitsunari cut him off.

Kanestugu raised both brows. "You're the worst friend ever!" he exclaimed.

Mitsunari harrumphed. "So I've been told."

Okuni clapped her hands and started to hum in order to catch the class's attention. It worked- seeing as she was practically tone deaf. She smiled once they looked at her. "Can we not be so savage on such a lovely day?"

Keiji gave her a disgruntled look but settled down all the same.

Okuni gratefully bobbed her head and then glanced back at her new student. "Now then- would you grace us with a few wise words?"

"He'll need a brain for that!" Kunoichi called out before laughing into her hand.

"Yeah- and a few more years!" Musashi burst out into chortling from beside her.

Ino rolled her eyes in disgust at her foolish classmates' behavior.

Okuni sharply glared at Kunoichi and Musashi; they immediately piped down. "Go on Masamune-kun. Just ignore them," she told the fuming boy.

Masamune crossed his arms, tapped his foot, glanced up at the ceiling, and then let out an aggravated huff. "This is stupid." He looked back at the bewildered class with his visible eye glaring before straightening up and placing his hands on his hips. "The name's Masamune Date. And I think you're all IMBECILES!" he declared.

Needless to say, the entire class soon had popped veins.

Keiji leaned back in his chair, laughing with a twitching smile. "Oi kid. Who do you think you're talking to?"

Masamune scrunched his nose up in evident distaste at the broad shouldered teen. "I was talking to you, oaf, who else would I be speaking to? You think I'm standing up here and talking to myself?"

Keiji popped several veins. "You little…"

Yukimura held an arm out to stop his larger friend from charging. "Keiji no! Another suspension and you'll be taken from our apartment, remember?"

Keiji harrumphed, sitting back down ungracefully. "Well, whatever."

Masamune rolled his eyes. "Now that that's over, can I sit?" he rudely asked Okuni.

Okuni gave him a pleasant smile. "What a mildly tempered little boy," she cooed. "I think I quite like you."

"Oh please," Masamune scoffed. "My seat, if you will?"

Okuni nodded, thoughtfully looking over the class. She pretended not to notice the angry or offended looks on the students' faces, instead eyes lighting up with delight at the two students seated in the back with no emotion whatsoever. Okuni clapped her hands and turned to the impatient brunette still waiting at the front of the class. "Masamune-kun," she said.

"Just call me Masamune," he flippantly said.

Okuni nodded. "Right. Masamune dear, you can sit over by the window in the corner. It has such a lovely view of the courtyard and lower town. And those two even lovelier boys on either side of you are Kanetsugu-kun and Mitsunari-kun."

Masamune warily eyed the two teens looking at him with something akin to boredom before harrumphing his thanks to the teacher and stalking to his new seat. He threw his shoulder bag onto his desk and plopped down with as much noise as possible, immediately placing his chin in his palm and glaring out the window. Hmph. It does have a nice view after all…

Mitsunari cast the new kid a short glance from where he sat next to him. "What an attitude…" he muttered.

Masamune flipped him off without even looking.

Mitsunari scoffed and looked away.

Okuni beamed and then waved her arm over the class. "OK guys. I know things haven't been the smoothest, but how about we all introduce ourselves and make our new student feel welcome?"

They all glared at her, minus Masamune who was suddenly obsessed with the courtyard view.

Okuni sternly stared them down. "You WILL introduce yourselves. Understand?"

They blanched at the sudden killer aura she released and quickly bobbed their heads.

"Good." Okuni clapped her hands loudly. "Masamune!" she called. "Please pay attention."

Masamune grunted in response, waving a hand to show he had heard.

Okuni smiled. "Then you can start Ina-chan."

The dark-haired girl felt her brow twitch. "You just did it for me," she said.

"Oh well," Okuni turned to the side. "Everyone else can go then! Go on."

"Ina. Head of the basketball team, number one student in this moronic class."

"Kojirou-kun. Peer counselor for juniors and freshmen like yourself."

Masamune shot him a quick glare. "I'm a sophmore idiot."

Kojirou flashed him a coy smile. "Like I said. Freshmen like yourself."

Masamune twitched, shudders running up his spine.

"Musashi Miyamoto! I was just messing with ya kid," he said, rubbing the back of his neck with a grin.

"I'm not a kid," Masamune grouched.

"Kunoichi-chan! I work for the newspaper club along with Mitsunari and Musashi. I just like having fun," she snickered. "Don't take it personally."

Masamune dryly eyed her. "Of course not."

Mitsunari gave the cheerful girl an annoyed look. "Did I ask you to tell what my club was?"

"Nope! And for some reason I just don't care," Kunoichi said, sticking her tongue out.

Mitsunari rolled his eyes with a noise of aggravation. "Well while I'm talking already," he eyed Masamune with something akin to disgust, "I'm Mitsunari Ishida. I hate brats like you."

Masamune looked slightly offended. "And I hate bastards like you. Why don't you just do us all a favor and pull the sun outta your ass."

Mitsunari glared, only to be cut off by Kanetsugu.

"Language like that needs to be controlled," Kanestugu told Masamune with a small frown. "But nonetheless, I am Kanetsugu Naoe. I know that you are not as brazen as you seem."

Masamune narrowed his eyes, already taking an immediate dislike to the serious-looking teen. "What would you know what I'm like? I've never seen you before in my life."

"Neither have I," Kanestugu said. "But you are a lost soul in need of enlightenment, and I will-"

"Oh for goodness sake-" Masamune rolled his eyes.

"Yukimura Sanada," the brunette stood up in his seat to turn around and greet the new student. "I would like to be your friend Masamune-sama."

The entire class deadpanned. Masamune-sama…?

"Don't…call me that," Masamune said with a barely restrained growl.

"Of course! Masamune-sama!"

Masamune clenched his fists in barely restrained anger. "I JUST SAID-!"

"I am Oichi," a calm looking girl interrupted. "An assistant to the principal and future head of the library."

"Nagamasa Azai will bring your insolence to justice, kind student! I am a hall monitor! I can guide you to all your classes!"

Masamune felt the corner of his lip twitch in annoyance. "No thanks." Why is he shouting?

"Gracia. It's nice to meet you," the small girl gave him a kind smile.

"Ginchiyo Tachibana- I go by no set gender."

"Ranmaru Mori. And I'm a boy!"

Masamune's eye violently twitched, but he refrained from saying anything.

"Motochika Chosokabe. In charge of all musical and theatrical activities," the teen said with a imposing smile, looking Masamune in the eye. "You interest me. I think you and I would work well in the fall play. What do you think?"

"I just got here," Masamune said.

"Well I'll ask you tomorrow then," Motochika chuckled.

Masamune just sighed.

"Toshiie Maeda," the next student in line said. "Cousin to Keiji. I apologize on his behalf. He can get a little out of hand." He grinned. "I'm gonna be the head of a school one day. So you can come to me with any problems you're having-"

Keiji stood with a glare. "Keiji Maeda," he interrupted, unable to wait any longer. Ready to pound your sorry little ass into-"

"Keiji-kun!" Okuni scolded.

Masamune smirked and blew a raspberry at Keiji as the older teen went to sit down, causing Keiji to jump right back up and try to maim him.

And somehow, they all knew that their peaceful days at Sengoku High had come to an end; opening the way for a much more chaotic year.


A/N: An abrupt end- sorry ^v^