Line Up!

[not_ded_yet]

Zabuza was in a very bad mood. It wasn't easy to tell when the volatile P.E. teacher wasn't in a heinous mood, but today he was so irritated that, if you squinted, you could nearly see the metaphorical dark cloud following him around. The reason for this was immediately obvious - his left arm was in a sling, and dark, ugly bruises colored his

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:D Lovely post there, dahling. Welcome~

[distainful_baka]

Wow, someone was PMS'ing.

The Uchiha chuckled to himself as he exited the men's locker rooms in his usual gym uniform, before striding to get into this so called line up. Once along side the rest of the doomed gym class, he stretched his arms overhead and pondered possible reasons for Zabuza to be so.. bitchy. Perhaps it was his lovely wrapped arm, the raven haired teen thought to himself before setting his eyes back on the opposing side of the gym.

Ah, this should be relatively easy. Sure his aim for basketball was going, but the boy was semi-confident on his speed and stamina. Ready for any sign to start, he continued to loosen his shoulder while giving a look over the rest of those in line. Hmm.

[_tough_cookie]

It was just what Temari needed, another class from the teacher from hell.

She was just warming up on the mats, stretching her legs so she could get used to the insane work-out Zabuza planned, when she heard it. Yep, it was the whistle of death. She wouldn't be surprised if dead people suddenly rose from the ground and walk out to where Zabuza stood. She rolled her eyes then got up, tapping the toe of her shoe on the floor, waiting for instructions.

"Sprints on my whistle! I want to see you touch the line at the other end of the gym - lazy-asses will stay after class for extra laps!"

Fuck it! she thought irritably. That teacher could get as unpredictable as a pregnant woman. She sighed inaudibly then started to jog, not wanting to give the hellish gym teacher a reason to send her to detention.

[minisunshine]

Naruto stared at Zabuza openly. He'd been gone for forever it seemed - there'd been no one to oversee basketball practices. Not that there'd been many...and Naruto had managed to miss them...eh...better not to think on that.

He began sprinting with the rest, grinning broadly. He was a stamina freak and it would probably be near impossible for Zabuza to wear the blonde out today. Especially since he was so excited about Sakura returning home.

Uh. Let's pretend Sasuke's relatively close. -Is bored- :D

[distainful_baka]

Sasuke cocked his head to the side, catching view of a certain blonde. Despite being faced with the task of sprints, the kid was grinning like a maniac and Sasuke arched a brow. Sasuke mused that Naruto wouldn't be so happy after the laps, then again, it was Naruto. He sighed.

" Excited, much? " He said with an arrogant smirk, still loosening his shoulder absently as he looked past the faceless student next to him towards the blond. " You are aware this is P.E, right dobe? "

Perhaps the Uchiha was a little desperate for some 'normal' conversation, wanting to slip back into the feel of the past few years rather than have to deal with the day and tomorrow--But what of it?

(( [/Crappy post] T___T; -Is booooredkthx- ))

Re: Uh. Let's pretend Sasuke's relatively close. -Is bored- :D

[minisunshine]

(grr....sorry for not posting before)

"I know what it is!" Naruto snapped back. "And don't call me that, baka!"

Leave it up to Sasuke to ruin a perfectly good run. Naruto snarled a bit.

:D No problem~

[distainful_baka]

" I'll call you what I want. " He said with a roll of his dark eyes, a hint of amusement in the tone of his voice. Adjusting the way the hem of his shirt fell on his hips, he gave another brief look down the line.

" This'll be the death of me. " He said under his breath, knowing that his lack of excercise in the last little while might just impair his usual speed and agility at such a task.