Re: Oh, for the Love of Math!

Summary: It's not everyday you find a student who's memorized the first 1,000 digits of pie. Then again, it's not everyday you fall in love with your math teacher! My most popular story, redone and remastered! NaruSasu

Warnings: Yaoi (BoyxBoy), language, OOC-ness, rape, *slight* lime... okay, lime. Sure. StudentxTeacher relationships.

Disclaimer: Le gasp! I have a disclaimer IN THE FIRST CHAPTER? Good job, Edgar! I do not own Naruto or any of the characters asociated with it. Honestly, I think you guys could've figured that out yourselves. This is also a story of complete fiction.

No grammar/spell check, horrible grammar/spelling, you know the drill.

A/n: Holy crap! Honestly, looking at the original, I realize how long ago I wrote this. No author's note at the begining...? WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME? 0.o (That face is for something I could never describe. Linkin Park has Given Up, so I can remember.)

To say Uzumaki Naruto was confused was an understatement. To say that saying Uzumaki Naruto was confused was an understatement was an understatement in itself. But, nevertheless, Uzumaki Naruto would tackle this mystery with his all, which was a considerable amount of what, he wasn't sure. But that wasn't the current task at hand.

Where the hell was room 123?

Naruto had walked up and down the halls of the first floor, but his search always ended up fruitless. Naruto sighed as he saw the time glaring at him in red bright lights on the clock protruding from the wall; 10:04. He was late. For what, his non-existant classroom?

Naruto turned on his heels and walked down the opposite way, begining his long search for room 123. The blond man decided to distract himself from the long, long stretch of hallway that just seemed to grow longer with each foot set down in front of the other. He was kind of nervous at the thought of having his own class to watch over.

He looked next to him, the sign he passed reading: 'Iruka Umino, room 156'. Naruto sighed. See here, Naruto was the student teacher that was taking over for the new teacher in a math class. Well, an apparently non-existant math class, but a math class nonetheless. What he was most nervous about was the students.

Sure, he could handle children, and he was a good teacher -a damn good one at that- and he would make sure that said children were good at math, but that's just the problem, the 'children'. Those 'children' were around the age of 18, Naruto being 20 himself. He was practically one of their peers, for goodness' sake!

Naruto looked at the sign to his right: 'Hayate Geko, room 121'. Good, I'm getting close. Naruto looked at the signs as he passed by. 122, 124...

Naruto couldn't believe it.

The blond man turned toward the unmarked door. He walked up to it and, upon further inspection, concluded that, yes, the sign for the room had indeed been removed. He peered into the classroom via the narrow window on the door and confirmed that, yes, his math class was indeed partying on their desks, this and that flying from hands into the air.

The class turned toward the door as their new student teacher entered the classroom.

"Come on, guys, that was rude." Naruto said bluntly to the gawking -and some guilty- faces.

Naruto, a young man of 20 and boundless energy was tired. THE Naruto Uzumaki, a young man of 20 and BOUNDLESS energy, was tired. And, damn, that was only his FIRST PERIOD (No, he's not a woman)! How the hell was Naruto even remotely supposed to survive the whole seven-and-a-half school day filled with horrid and irresponsible students?

The door to the classroom opened and Naruto caught himself wondering 'Jesus, what did I do to deserve all of these horrid students?', and Naruto could almost swear he heard a voice say, 'You applied for the job, retard'.

"Are you... the student teacher?" Naruto heard a boy ask him.

"Why, yes I am." Naruto said into his folded arms.

"So, you're... Uzumaki-sensei, correct?" Naruto was shocked, to say the least. Was that... respect he heard? Naruto looked up at the boy.

"No, 'Oh, so you're the new grandpa?'" Naruto asked incrediously.

Naruto examined this student. He had midnight black hair and matching obsidian eyes, pale, smooth, flawless skin. He was wearing a white dress shirt with a black vest, a black tie, and dress slacks. (No five pages of clothing descriptions, my loves.) Naruto couldn't believe his luck. Was this kid...? No, he couldn't be. Was he...?

Was this a teacher's pet?

A/n: Chapter one down! :D

My god, I didn't used to put that annoying REVIEWS? thing at the bottom of EVERY chapter? *Looks self up and down* WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED?

Actually, the original Oh, for the Love of Math! happened. My most viewed story. And yes, I'm working on a sequal, but I needed to rewrite this first. Helps me find my muse...

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~Sasuke Uzumaki 83 (At least I signed chapters back then)