A/N: THIS STORY IS NOW TOLD THROUGH IRUKA'S POINT OF VIEW UNTIL I SAY OTHERWISE. I WAS THINKING OF MAKING ONE OF KAKASHI'S POV BUT I MIGHT NOT /

This is still rated K because I liked the idea of Iruka being a teacher rather than just jumping straight into the XXX stuff. next chapter for sure has explit stuff. NO LYING! I'M WRITING IT NOW. Enjoy this chapter for now!

"Shit! Even though it's my apartment, I never know where I left anything."

I was tired of running but luckily for me, my apartment was closer to the school than I realized, allowing me to partially catch my breath as I struggled to open the door to the classroom with my toe. The students that followed me in took their seats, the early morning hindering their movements to a sluggish beat of footsteps dragging across the wooden floors to their desks. Placing the scrolls on a steady surface, I organized my cluttered desk quietly as I reviewed my mental checklist of items I brought.

Scrolls? Yup, I have them all laid out.

Shuriken? All kept in my small bag, sharpened to the nearest perfection.

Today's lesson plan? It's in my main bag… maybe I should pull that out and take a look at it?

Pens, pencils, extra ink and bandages just in case someone tries to be devious? Check, check, check, and check.

Lunch? …where's my lunch? At least I have money so I can buy something from the ramen shop.

Money? Why do my pockets feel so much lighter today? I have no money?! Oh Kami, what have I done to deserve this?

I slunk into my chair silently as I rubbed my face with the palm of my hands, today has been the worst of all days. I have to stay in late, I never ate breakfast, I have no lunch, I have two conferences to go to, and I can't go home for a break because I still need to catch up on my grading. Okay, I'm way more than certain about this now… karma must hate me for something I've done, it's official.

Over my mental agony, I can hear the class starting to get louder despite it being such a hell-full day in my life. I stood up and gave my best smile, ignoring the growl's building up in my empty gut as I announced my greetings to my class as usual.

"Good Morning, Class! You all seem dead today, it's the start of a new week so it should be taken more lively than spent sleeping. Did you all have a great weekend?"

Mumbles followed in a clump as I struggled to pin point a certain answer in the crowd. I shook my head slowly side to side.

"Oh, so no one had a good weekend? Let's talk about what we did in Konoha to benefit our community and the people in it. How about… you, Jax? Anything you want to share with the class?"

Silence followed as a few more children raised their heads to looks at their fellow student. It's okay, we all are a bit shy so I'll give him a bit to answer.

"Hell no, what makes you think I would help our community when others get paid to clean up after us?"

Okay then, maybe I was wrong… maybe I'm going to have to bitch slap this kid to a place I like to call 'common knowledge'.

"Really? Well, I suppose you are right about that… now let us think of it in a situation of life and death--"

"Because a bit of paper on the ground can easily kill us," he whispered loudly. "We're so lucky to have Iruka-Sensei to teach us how to block a paper cut!"

My smile faltered slightly but still maintained its place as I stared at Jax's face.

"Well, you need to think outside of the box. Compare it to someone from a higher level than you, such as myself. You are all students and you get into a fight with someone who is a genin. Of course, I see the fight and just stare at you guys while the genin beats you to a pulp because you have others that can easily stop the fight before it gets any worse, right? The sad truth is that many will keep thinking that over and over as they pass you by… they will ignore you until someone will step up to make change."

Clearing my throat, I looked directly at Jax as he sunk further into his seat, blush rising to his cheeks as the class agreed.

"Seems you're all awake now after that small conversation," I exclaimed. "So how's about you all pass your homework to the front? If most of you all turn it in, then I'm considering taking this class outside for the day."

The class cheered happily as the sound of papers rustling pierced my ears as I waited for the rows of children to hand in their essays. Maybe today won't be so bad after all.