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Chapter 31

AN: after much procrastinating... Behold, words.

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Strong arms squeezed her.

Quickly, she pushed the boy away, but he did not budge.

"Uzamaki." The voice was deep, like velvet against her ears. No way…? Naruto released her, revealing Madada in a white dress shirt, and black slacks. He had no mask, and had his long hair pulled into a low ponytail. Crimson eyes drew her in, making her blink.

Why was… He..?

"What's up, sub?" Naruto said, leaning against her desk. Sub… Like… Substitute teacher? Madara had his teaching license?

"Do not participate in physical contact while in the classroom." Madara said, before turning and taking the teachers chair. Wait.. What was he..?

Madara was a substitute teacher here? Her lover ignored her, red eyes on papers infront of him.

The door to the class opened. Deidara and Sasori came in, looking rather satisfied.

Deidara's gaze met hers. She quickly looked between Madara, who was sitting at the teachers desk, and him, hinting she had no idea what was going on. Deidara grinned, before walking over and pushing Naruto off her desk.

"Hey!" Naruto yelled, glaring at the fellow blond.

"Fuck off, idiot." Deidara said, before lifting her up and pulling her onto his lap.

"But… Class…?" She started, but the bell rang. Naruto groaned, instead retuning to his seat. However, Deidara didn't move. Sasori on the other hand, sat on the floor next to them and rested his head on their lap.

"Since Madara is teaching today, rules don't apply." Deidara whispered to her, his arms wrapping around her waist. Well… It was not like rules ever really applied to her lovers. But… It nice to be with them. So she couldn't really complain.

Class went by fast. It was odd, listening to Madara talk so much. He was usually quiet, and rather short with his responses. Listening to his smooth, lovely voice all morning was rather relaxing.

The other good part was being able to cuddle with Deidara and Sasori. They had switched spots at one point during the lecture. Sasori was now under her, hugging her while he dozed off.

The lunch bell rang, making Sasori groan. She slid off his lap, smiling as he rubbed the sleepies out of his eyes. Deidara wrapped his arms around her shoulders, waiting for Sasori to gain the motivation to get up. She leaned into him, smiling when his hair dusted her cheek. He smelled of pine today, and clay.

"Sasori-un, if you don't hurry the steamed buns will be sold out." Deidara joked, stepping back with her when Sasori glared at him.

"Fine." Slowly, and a bit like a wooden puppet, Sasori got out of her seat. The red head glared at the blond, before turning his attention to her. "Will you hang out with us for lunch?" He asked, smiling ever so softly.

He was inviting her? Yes! Of course she wanted to be with them.

"Yes…" She paused. "Please."

The day was already so much better.