"Okay, hello class. I am Professer Kazuharu. You can call me Sensei, Kazuharu-sensei, prof, sir, Mr., and-" he was cut off by a young and kind of not really of innocent Sasuke.
"Okay okay we get it already! Feel some sypathy for the ones who already know what to call you, we don't need like a whole list of names so we can call you sensei on Monday, and jerkface on Friday!" Kazuharu sent a sharp glare towards his young pupil. You could practically hear the smooth jazz coming out from his mind and strangling Sasuke. "Today, I will be teaching you how to correctly play a saxophone so you better pay attention, or else....! So, as long as you have fingers and you can breathe, you should be fine. Everone clear?"
"Hey Teach, what do you mean or else, you can't do anything to me! I mean uhm mad ninja prodigy here, hello!" Naruto called out from the back of the class. Every sighed.
"Naruto, why are you even here! You can't bear to be apart from me for 30 minutes can you." Sasuke grumbled. (A/N: THE SHIP IS REAL! ......Nah) Then, a ghost Minato floated down from wherever the heck he came from and smacked Sasuke in the face .... hard. Reeeeal hard. "Ooow! The fudge was that for! Sasuke angrilly called.
"Don't chu dare talk smack about my boy! You ain't got nothin' on him! And don't talk back to me!" for sasuke was about to open his mouth and fire back some really bad insults. Some of which should not be heard by the young ears within the room. (A/N: good thing he didn't. Jiraiya would've appeared. O_O) "What? You think you can be the bratty kid you are to me? Dd you know, that I'm Naruto's father? I'm the fourth hokage..... and, I'm pretty sure back in those days, I was known as, the Yellow Flash." Minato said, winking trying to get his point across. Everyone faceplamed at the sheer stupidity of which Minato had just spoken. Just then, a large and flourescent orange electric guitar fell through the cieling and crashed through Minato's head; being as he was a ghost, the guitar fell right onto Sasuke's arm and ever so peacefully into Naruto's hands. Sasuke began to fall backwards. "Ffffffffffffffff-!!!! The frick-frack-snickety-snack-cracker-jack-pattywack was that!" Sasuke blurted out. Then, Kushina came down from wherever the heck Minato was and joined him.
"Naruto, I think you are finally ready to wield the otherworldly power of this guitar. This guitar has been the heirloom of the Umizaki clan for generations. Now.... It is yours," Kushina told Naruto with a authorative voice. Nauto stared at the guitar almost if he were staring at ramen, which seemed to sparkle like a failure of a vampires' skin. Sasuke facepalmed once again and took a deep breath. Sasuke proceeded to pull out his soprano sax which he kept hidden in his sleeve. Everyone stared with anticipation at Sasuke and he began to play something that was most likely intended to be smooth jazz. Everyone covered there ears, eyes wide with terror. Naruto grabbed his guitar and jutsu'd away from danger. After the freak-fest everyone stared at Sasuke once more.
"Now I think I know why Itachi sgned up an Uchiha for this class......." the teacher mumbled.
