I don't own Naruto or Highschool of the Dead, they belong to their respective authors. This is just a fan story that I put together with my beta-reader sithmaste56a, to give the readers and all fans of this crossover, a good story. Enjoy.

Chapter 1: Day of our lives…

'Life is full of surprises, live every day like it was your last, and whatever happens, happens for a reason. These are some of the lessons I've learned these past years…'

A Kawasaki ninja 900, sport touring motorcycle, cut through the street effortlessly, balance and turning mixed with perfect gripping. Only 9 of these were ever produced, custom made.

The driver wearing a motorcycle driving suit with plates on neck, back, torso, shoulders an kneecaps, elbows and hands, it was mostly black with a few stripes of orange. His head was covered and protected by an orange helmet with intricate design markings above the visor. There was also a black shoulder bag.

'I've learned that the key to happiness is doing what you want, as long as it doesn't return to bite you on the ass.'

As one streetlight turned red and it was a good 90 seconds before turning back, he stopped the motor and stretched a bit. Turning his head to the side, he spotted people walking down the streets, most of them busy or in a hurry, some young, some old, most young of course. To survive in the city you have to be either young or in good health. They were just minding their business, thinking about their own lives.

It was still early in the morning, students made their way to schools. If you narrow it down, you can hear them talking, the girls about the latest hot guy in a magazine, the guys about the latest hot chick in some smut, or the girls about latest fashion or some extra club activity, the guys about more smut, the girls about how guys are such pigs and the guys about how girls are into smut and just don't want to admit it.

''Do I really want to know?'' I ask myself and to tell you the truth, yes I do, maybe I envy them a little bit more than I'd want to admit. I didn't have time to think about that when I was like them, I had missions and had to train myself daily to keep in shape, I didn't have time to socialize like they do. If I were to put it into words my ability to socialize in this world started off like that of a middle-school kid.'

As luck would have it, one spotted him and pointed at his motorcycle, the others had time to look. The guys spotted him and said the bike looked really cool while the girls whispered the driver was hot. Difference of perception.

As the light counted down to zero, the driver turned the engine back on and gave the kids a little show by revving the motor a little.

''To fit in the background, you must know your surroundings' is the first rule of infiltration and I am one to admit that it took a while to know my surroundings, and I probably still have a lot to learn.'

As he finishes his list turn, he slows down and pulled into a driveway, stopping for the gate guard.

"Wow, isn't that a nice bike you have there?" commented the guard whistling.

"I know, that's why I bought it." Responded the driver, his helmet making him a little harder to understand.

"Aha, well forgive owner-san, but you can kindly take your ride somewhere else? This parking lot is only for faculty members only." Explained the guard politely but firmly.

"That won't be a problem, I have the necessary clearance." Said the driver presenting a document out of his bag and some ID.

The guard checked it out and giving the driver a once over, returned the papers. "Everything checks out, sorry for the inconvenience."

"No problem, you're just doing your job…" the driver said preparing to take off.

"If I can ask…" said the guard pressing a button to lift the barrier.

"Yes?"

"Why a motorcycle and not a car?" asked the guard.

"Girls like the bike… and it's easier to park." Answered the driver with an amused tone.

"… he even said it first… kono yaro." He whispered disappointed. 'That guy, he's such a hotshot, I bet he sleeps with the best women in town… why can't I be like that?'

As the students made their way to the building, the noise of an engine pulling in the car park got their attention. Freshman looked astounded at the beautiful bike and with wonder at the rider, while more seasoned students looked at the occupant with contempt and even smiles, they had gotten used to this already.

As the rider got off the bike, then pulled a chain out of his pack and tied the bike to the closest post, before removing the helmet to reveal his face.

If the high-school girls were whispering before, now they were about to enter something of a chattering frenzy full of smiles and giggles.

The man revealed a full head of golden hair, spiky yet not very long but enough to cover his forehead, parting at the eyes and one going just between. He also had slim golden eyebrows vibrant blue eyes that seemed to shift in intensity with the light, a slick tan face, and three birth marks on each cheek that looked like some anime whiskers and slender lips. Finally on his left ear, he had a silver earring.

Shaking his head to get used to the open air he turns to the girls and the guys staring. "Good morning, kiddies." He called with a smile.

As the words left, his smile had students starting to approach him and his bike, some of the more enthusiastic boys admiring the bike while the girls asked questions.

"Wow, this is such an awesome bike!"

"Do they even still sell these?"

"As expected from Fujimi's 'Golden Boy'." Said a student.

Naruto quickly turned to the boy with a smile on his face. "Eh, did you say something Okada-kun?" asked the man.

"N-no, nothing at all…" said the nervous student. 'What a fake smile, he really doesn't like that nickname!'

"Sensei! Do you have a girlfriend?"

"We're going to karaoke later, do you want to come with, sensei?"

"Sensei, the sports club needs another man for the team!"

"Sensei! Can you come to the costume and fashion club after school to help up with a 'project'?"

"Oi, oi girls calm down, I can't be everywhere at the same time." Returned the man waving his hand.

"Then which one will you pick?"

"Yes, which one?"

'Mattaku, this isn't an anime or a manga!' thought the boys and the Sensei.

"Uzumaki-sensei!" came the strict voice breaking the crowd up to reveal…

"Hayashi-sensei, good morning. You're looking lovely today…" Said the blond with a smile.

"Huh, don't try to sweet talk me, Uzumaki-sensei. How many times have a told you not to come to school like that?" asked the sexy teacher folding her arms.

She was in her late 20's, dark red hair and brown eye covered by glasses. Her hair in a ponytail with strands cascading down the sides of her face covering her ears. She had a full figure and a very generous chest, yet unmarried. Japanese literature teacher Kyoko Hayashi. Students call her triple S, as in: Strict-Sexy-Sensei.

"Etoo… how many times was it?" he wondered to himself.

"Don't suddenly start to think out loud like this is a comedy show! You're supposed to be teacher of kids not a kid yourself!" reminded the triple S teacher forcefully.

"But Hayashi-sensei, I am teaching the kids something important!" returned the blond in defense.

"What might that be?" asked the teacher giving him an annoyed look.

"The importance of preparation! Take a look kiddies, what I am wearing is the latest model in safety protection suit when driving a 900 horse power sports bike. This suit protects from sliding and even has a high-impact plates. Now imagine crashing at top speed without protection and you pretty much end up with the consistency of a half cooked burger. "

"Eww…" said some of the girls and boys in disgust at the mental imagine.

"Remember, protection is everything, protect yourself today to avoid trouble tomorrow!" he finished with a smile that could only belong in a commercial.

"U-zu-maki-san!" growled the female teacher annoyed at the blond.

"Yes…" smiled the man with a guilty grin.

"(Horn!)" the conversation was interrupted by the sound of car horn breaking everyone from their thoughts.

"Oi! Uzumaki! What do you think you're doing!?" howled the enraged voice of a man.

"Eh, Teshima-sensei. Good morning!" saluted the blond.

"Don't 'good morning' me, you bastard! How many times have I told you not to take my spot?!" asked the teacher visibly annoyed.

"Your spot? Hmm… it was empty when I got here." Pointed the blond.

"Teme! These parking spaces were assigned to particular faculty members! Every teacher has their own space with their names on it!"

"Really?" the blond gave a look at the parking spot. "I don't see any names there."

"Nani!?" called the teacher looking at the spaces which whose names were indeed absent. "Those damn delinquents! When I get my hands on them they'll be scrubbing the sport equipment shed and gymnasium for a week!" declared the mad teacher.

"Anyway, Uzumaki!... Eh?" turning around to face the blond teacher, he and the others to their amazement found the teacher gone. "Wait he's not here!"

"(Ding dong dang!)" The bell signaling the start of classes interrupted their surprise and students left for classes.

Teshima on the other hand was still fuming. "That guy… he always slips away like a fucking ninja…!"

"Jeez, don't be so mad Teshima-san, it wasn't his fault and he did arrive first." Said Kyoko-san trying to calm him down.

"No, arriving sooner wouldn't have mattered. That guy somehow always manages to get ahead of me! The only thing left is to put up barbed wire." He said with an evil grin.

"No, the school will definitely deny it… and it's illegal." dismissed Kyoko shaking her head.

"Damn it…" sighed Teshima.

As Naruto made it to his office. He was greeted by students along the way. He was still dressed in his bike suit so he was definitely something you can't miss.

"Good morning, sensei."

"Good morning, Hidou-san."

"Good morning, sensei."

"Good morning, Okada-kun."

"Good morning, sensei."

"Good morning, Naomi-san."

Yes, he was definitely a known by most of the older students and respected.

Soon, he reached his office and entered after unlocking it. It wasn't very big, just a one room office with a window, a couch, a bookshelf with books and a desk with a neatly stacked. Paperwork, it seemed to follow him like gravity.

Sighing, as the silence of his office, he unzipped the suit. Inside he was dressed in a pair of pleated trousers, an dark orange t-shirt, from his draws he pulled out a pair of black sport shoes and a black open jacket.

Packing the suit nicely, he approached the bookcase, got down on his knees and pulled out a secret drawer. Placing the protection suit inside and closed the drawer.

Stretching out his arms he looked out the window and saw the city looking pretty calm. "I should go see Shizuka-chan, maybe she packed a little breakfast."

As he made his way to the nurse's office he caught the sight of a not very tall student, slightly overweight, wearing glasses and his hair was a little long, yet wild. As Naruto followed him he noticed the boy quite spaced out and almost walked mechanically like his mind was somewhere else.

The blond waited until the boy just passed him. "Good morning, Mr. Specks." He called with a little reassuring smile.

"Ah, ugh, g-good morning, sensei." spilled the boy a little surprised, he didn't even feel the teacher's presence.

"You know, you're late." Said the teacher looking at the boy curiously.

"S-sorry, sensei. It won't happen again…" answered the student.

"Okay then, first time it's a freebie, next time I might not be so understanding. Go on." He said, not the answer he was expecting but he figured the boy wasn't a delinquent and he didn't cause trouble.

"Thank you. Then I'm off…"

The sensei watched as the boy entered the classroom. The ninja heard the noise factor rise and approached the classroom, taking a peak through the crack in the opened door and saw some boys talking to the boy he just caught and by the looks of it, he wasn't very pleased to see them. 'Bullying, '

He narrowed his eyes and pulled the door with a loud thud. "Oi! What is this? A Dance Club!?" he sail loudly with an annoyed voice as the young kids quickly took their seats. "Your teacher should come in shortly, so keep quite or would you like to clean the yard after hours?" he asked, silence setting in.

He gave them a look and saw them all settle down, giving the boy a quick glance who looked less anxious than before, even a bit relieved.

"I'll be around, so if you got anything else to do, keep quiet about it." He said leaving the classroom to a waiting teacher.

As he made his way to the nurse's office, he stopped by a couple of first year classes.

'Huh, better break in the newbs.' He thought as he gave them the same treatment. These were first years, probably the most difficult to handle since they were still raw from middle school.

As he left, they waited only for a bit before, the students/delinquents started whispering.

"Damn, we got barked at by the school's watchdog." Said a kid feeling like a weight had been lifted.

"Yeah, messing with that guy is like poking a bear…" said another.

"Eh? Who's that teacher?" asked a girl. "He didn't look that scary…"

"That's because you don't him yet, one of my friends told me about him. His official title is Head of the PSHE department, something like a health and social department, but he's also the Student Disciplinary head-teacher. But students know him better by his nickname: 'Golden Boy', Uzumaki Naruto, Fujimi's watchdog." He finished looking at her with narrowed eyes.

"'Golden Boy', I heard that name while I was at a club with some friends, I had no idea, Uzumaki-sensei was THE Golden Boy." She said with widened eyes.

On the way to the nurse's office

As he made his way to the office he spotted a face that became familiar to him by now.

"Freeze or I'll fire!" he called making a gun sign with his thumb and index finger.

The person lifted her hands and turned around slowly. "Ahh, you caught me…!" she said in a fake shock soft voice.

"(Sigh) Busujima-san... this is the fifth time, this month…" he said looking more than a little exasperated.

"Sorry sensei, I guess I really like playing 'cops and robbers' with you. What are we going to do now? Put the cuffs or frisk me?" she asked with the same soft tone of voice and a barely visible grin.

"This isn't an anime or a comedy drama!" he said with a twitch of the eye.

"That should definitely be my line, considering you're the one holding me at gunpoint with your finger…" she pointed at his old fashion gangster stance.

He rook notice of what he was doing and stopped. "You can put your hands down." She did. "Why do you insist on being late so often?"

"I have a horrible sense of direction…" she said.

"(Sigh) I suppose it's better than last time 'I got lost on the road of life', who says that?" His mind flashed to the memory of a certain silver-hairded-mask-wearing-late shinobi. "Ugh, never mind." He sighed.

"Sensei?" she questioned. "What do we do about it?" she asked.

"What do you think?" he asked maybe out of curiosity.

"I don't know, it's a man's decision after all." She said in her Bushido code.

"Ugh, no choice I guess, my office, detention after classes." He said rubbing the bridge of his nose. Usually he'd make it more dramatic, but this was not something new for him, Saeko was a usual 'customer'.

"Understood, then if you'll excuse me…" she said already used to this, nothing new here.

"Yes, get to class." He answered.

"Then if you'll excuse me." She gave a short bow and left.

Saeko Busujima, one of the strangest people he's ever meet, and at the same time, one of the most familiar. Because she shares a lot of traits with someone he once regarded as his loved one. Not only does she share a lot of traits in appearance, meaning the long dark hair cut in a very straight fashion, a very nice figure but in personality like a politeness that is rare for those her age. Her lineage is similar as well, coming from a prestigious family with traditional values and honorable history.

As for her status, she was a very good student; she had very high marks on studies and had the best marks at sports. On top of that she was the captain of the Academy's Kendo Club.

For all this, she had the very odd habit of being a chronically late, which oddly enough reminded him of someone else… his old sensei Kakashi.

Reaching his destination, he ended his thoughts and proceeded to enter like he owned the place. Luckily he did not make a sound and noticed the nurse, Shizuka Marikawa sleeping on one of the beds.

'Shizuka Marikawa' he thought feeling some nostalgia. She was a very well developed young woman, long blond hair and brown eyes, and the academy's nurse. He could not deny it at all the she reminded him of a person whom he trusted and cared for as his own family in the past, Tsunade Senju. The familiar resemblance brought pleasing memories as well as a feeling of loss.

Unlike her counterpart, Shizuka was not as strict as Tsunade, she was so friendly one could mistake her for an airhead, but like Tsunade, she cared for patients and people more than anyone else, and was very well versed in the arts of medicine.

But most of all, Shizuka Marikawa was one of his most precious people right now, and could not deny that he'd exact godlike punishment to anyone that would hurt her, because… she was one of the first people he really got to know and befriend when he ended up on this world, someone that had at that time looked past his strange quirks and helped him greatly integrate in this new society.

To this point, he could not imagine where he would be if it weren't for her… and…

Flashback

"I hear you're a pretty tough guy… want to arm-wrestle?"

"You heard right. And I don't want to end up with another notice from the bald guy in the office for screwing your arm."

"Oh you think just because you got a pair between your legs means you're top dog? Huh, dog?"

"You want to test me?... Bitch?"

End Flashback

'Good memories…' he chuckled.

Yeah, he'd probably be in jail for assault or something…

He smirked as he put on a lab coat and a pair of fake glasses Shizuka kept around for fun.

With a clipboard in hand he approached the woman and hesitated for a moment. 'Maybe I should paint her face… nah… Shizuka…' he started traces small segments on the side of her face with the tip of his fingers, careful not to wake her as his mind drifted again. Taking a strand of her long hair he moved to run them on her face.

She started to open her eyes softly when the hair reached her nose, only to meet the face of smiling man with glasses and a lab coat. "N-nani?" she asked softly in wonder.

"Good morning, Shizuka-chan. Sensei is here." He said with a soft smile. (Note. "Sensei" means both "teacher" and "doctor").

"Sensei?" she asked curiously. It didn't look like she recognized him.

"You blanked out and a young energetic man brought you in."

"R-really?"

"Yes, now we can continue your examination, Now if you'll say 'ahhh'."

"Wha-? Ugh…" He pulled out a wooden thin mouth piece and put in her mouth before she had time to respond to check her throat.

"Hmm, everything looks okay, now to check blood pleasure." He wrapped the sphygmomanometer and tied it around her arm and started squeezing the pump until the air was as tight as possible, making Shizuka arm red. "Hmm, very interesting…"

"S-sensei…" she squirmed feeling her blood rise to her head.

"Hm? Oh, you don't look so good Shizuka-san, maybe you should see a sensei…" he told her feigning concern.

"You're a sensei, sensei." She said.

"I am?!" He asked checking his himself like he had a forgotten. "Oh! Well would you look at that? But I'm not that kind of sensei. Now!" He pulled the wrap from around her arm and pulled out a stethoscope. "I need you to open your shirt and take off your bra…" he said with absolute confidence.

And what do you know? She was actually doing it. 'I need to teach her not to be so submissive to everyone beside me…' he chuckled.

"S-s-sensei!"

They were interrupted by a student, who came in seeing Shizuka with her shirt open and bra visible. Kazu Ishii, if he remembered correctly, the nurse's assistant at times.

"Eh? Ishii-san?" asked Shizuka getting her shock together. "Then-" she turned to the 'sensei'

"Jeez, caught again…" he said disappointed.

"W-what is happening Marikawa-sensei?! Why are you opening your shirt to Uzumaki-sensei?!" asked Kazu, almost shocked to see the school's sexy nurse idol almost get defiled by Uzumaki-sensei.

"Eh? Uzumaki-sensei?" she turned her head to the 'defiler' curious.

Naruto took it as his cue to take off his fake glasses. "EH!? Naruto-sensei! What is Naruto-sensei doing here?" she asked curiously.

Naruto took it with a smile ready to laugh but put his glasses back on. "Sensei will see you now…" he said like an actor on TV.

"Ah! Sensei!?" asked Shizuka in curious. "What is happening? Where did sensei come from?"

He took of his glasses off. "Yo!" he said giving a left eye wink.

He put them back on. "Let me listen to your beating heart of love." He said with the same acting voice.

He took them off. "Hey, what's shakin?" he asked with his his usual voice.

He stopped for a second and let her put it together. "AHH! Naruto-sensei has a twin brother!" she declared.

Both men felt like flooring their heads.

"Close…" said Naruto putting his glasses on and lifting them up slightly for her to see his smiling amused face.

"Aaaahh! Naruto-sensei is sensei!"

"Bingo!" said the blond swirling a little flag and throwing a hand of confetti in the air, while somewhere the sound of bell from an old fashion game show rang.

Shizuka smiled and clapped in joy as Kazu face-palmed his face. 'What the hell is wrong with this picture?'

"Wow, Naruto-kun, your sure can put on a good disguise." She remarked in wonder.

"Isn't that right?" he prided himself.

"Don't be silly!" called Kazu from the side. "That was the most see-through disguise you can have, anyone can tell even from a glance! Marikawa-sensei is just too trustful!..."

"(Kukuku)" He was interrupted by the sound of some evil laughing. "Kazu-kun is just on time for his check-up." He turned around with an evil grin. "Now, take a seat and let sensei check you up…" he said with the same confident formal voice you'd find on a doctor.

Kazu actually felt a shiver go up his spine as he made a few steps before stopping. 'Holly cow, even though I knew it was him, I almost did what he told me without question!' "Wow… I admit it. Sensei is great." He admit it seeing the smiling face of Naruto with his glasses on that reflected the light which made him look really devious like some kind of anime antagonist.

"Huh, now you see Kazu-kun, disguises and masks are for beginners." He declared.

"Ano, Naruto-kun, can I have my coat?" asked Shizuka getting up.

After a few minutes, everything settled down and Shizuka was once again in her seat and Ishii was gone to class after taking his bag that he had forgotten in the office, while Naruto was resting on one of the beds.

"Naruto-kun, that was pretty mean of you, tricking me into almost taking off my top, you pervert!" she said softly, in no way meaning it, more like two friends sharing a fun joke.

"Hehe, sorry, but if it's any consolation, all men are perverts to those that deserve it. It's like a flower calling a few to take its pollen for the honey…" he said with a smile.

"Really? I wonder what would Hayashi-sensei say if you put it that way?" she asked in a sing-along voice. "Maybe I should ask." She teased him.

"Ehehe, please don't. I'll be having her on my case for a week…" he said knowing the triple S teacher would scold him about ethics until he tattooed it on his brain.

"Hehehe, Hayashi-sensei does like to make her point clear." She said with a small laugh.

"Point clear? That's the understatement of the year, I think she's some sort of sadist, ever since I came to this school 2 years ago, she's been on my ass like a prison guard, just waiting for you to trip out of line so she can set the dogs on you." He said moving his hands.

"Probably…"

"Skipping the subject, I'm having problems with a student again…" he mentioned.

"A student? Which student?"

"You might know her, Saeko Busujima." He said.

"Busujima-san? You mean the captain of the Kendo club?" she asked.

"Yep, that one." He said.

"I remember having Busujima-san for a check-up at the beginning of the year, as standard procedure. What is the problem?" she asked curious.

"Chronic tardiness. I catch her being late for classes all too often." He said.

"That's strange." She noted.

"Why?"

"Chronic tardiness is usually caused by other factors of the person like sleep deprivation for going to bed too late, laziness or consumption of alcoholic substances." She noted some.

"I can cut the third one out, I never smelled alcohol on her, she actually smells quite nice." He noted.

"Naruto-kun!" She quirked up with a frown at his lack of seriousness.

"Oh, don't worry, you smell really nice too." He replied cheekily with a smile.

She blushed a little but pushed it back down. "So, it's not the third, then it can't be the second either."

"Why?" he asked.

"Her physical health is very good, higher than average really, her body unlike other girls her age is very toned and strong, a lazy person would be more round and pudgy." She said thinking about the annual school exams she carried out and Saeko's physical condition. "Actually if I were to call it, the only one who is in better physical condition, is you."

"That so? So she takes her Kendo club very seriously, as expected from a heir of the honorable renowned Hyuuga clan."

"Hyuuga?" asked Shizuka.

"What?" he asked.

"You said 'Hyuuga clan'." She said.

"Did I? Sorry I meant Busujima clan…" he returned correcting the mistake.

'Hyuuga?' wondered Shizuka. "Then it must be sleep deprivation." She noted. "She's probably staying up late with friends or club members and has problems waking up." She reasoned, it made sense, most high-scholars, especially the ones that slept in the dorms like her, stayed up late and had this problem. Typical student life.

"Nope, that's not it either." He said, deflating her reasoning.

"Huh, why?"

"I've been through these building every semester for 2 years, I could tell a person with sleep deprivation blindfolded. She doesn't show any signs of it, also it contradicts number 2." He noted.

"Then, if it's not any, what else could it be…?" she wondered.

Naruto's thoughts flashed back to a bit earlier. "There is one more thing…"

"What?"

"Bullying…" he answered.

"But that's not possible, she's the captain of the kendo club." She noted.

"Yes, but the school has a flexible opinion about bullying, technically if no punches are exchanged and blood spilled, then it isn't taken as being serious. Verbal abuse is possible and Busujima-san being the kendo club, if she used violence to fight back, then she could be suspended, or worse, expelled from school." He concluded.

"I see, that could be true…"

"This is actually the worst option."

"Eh? Why?"

"Well coming from a family as prestigious as Busujima who takes in all the old way philosophy, if someone is passionate enough, they may see it as a dishonor and top it off with… the end…" he noted.

"Y-you mean…"

He noded. "…seppuku."

"There's no way that can be possible in this day and age!" she said with worry.

He smiled back in relief. "You're probably right. There's no way that can be possible!" He smiled back.

"(Sigh) That was scary, Naruto-kun."

"Yeah, sorry I was thinking too much into it. There's no way bullying could be the cause." he noted. 'Not with her, she'd probably beat the stuffing out of anyone that got her mad enough...'

"Smoking?" she asked. Anything was worth a shot.

"Nope, I can attest to that since I'm an occasional smoker." He marked. True on very rare occasions but he could tell.

"Maybe a boyfriend?" she asked.

"How would that...? Ohhh! I see what you're going for." he noted with a grin.

"It's good to be young, so many things to explore." she noted with a smile.

"Spoken like a true old lady." he said with a grin.

"Who is an old lady?!" she threw a pen his way which he dodged before getting attacked by her as she jumped on him with her fists hitting his chest. "We're the same age, so don't go calling me old, you meanie!"

"Sorry sorry, I didn't mean it."he laughed as he tried to defend while laughing "Thank you for the help, Shizuka-chan. I'll just give her a little scolding and I'll take care of it." He gave her a small grin that made her feel more relieved.

"That's right, knowing you; the matter will be resolved in no time." She answered back relieved.

"That's right. Speaking of which, I remember why I came here. Do you have any breakfast?" he asked rubbing his hands together.

"Breakfast? Nope, not at all. Speaking of breakfast, I didn't have any at all either." She noted.

"Really". The sensei sighed in disappointment.

"N-naruto-kun."

"Eh?"

"I'm hungry…" she said her stomach starting to grumble and her face starting to look a little tearful.

"You just realized this now?! Is this what they call 'mind over matter'?" he asked in surprise. "Ugh, so troublesome. OK you can get off now" She did. He sighed and got up. "No choice then, come on, let's go to the cafeteria and get some breakfast."

"Yay!" she saluted in the air. "Oh wait, what if I student comes in searching for me?"

"It's alright, that happens only in anime and school dramas! Nothing ever happens here!" he declared, as get opened the door and exited with a smiling Shizuka behind him.

"Yeah, you're probably right."

"If I had known the truth then, I would have probably cherished those days more than anything…"

5 days until Zombie Apocalypse.