10 Unexpected Deal

Not long after his meeting with Sakumo, Malaria finally arrived back in the classroom. The first thing he saw was a certain Obito sitting in his seat, trying to provoke Kakashi to a rematch. Malaria held one hand over Obito's ear as he let out a few mosquitoes to buzz resoundingly inside and around it before letting go as the guy fell on the floor.

"What the hell!? Why did you do that, I feel like I'm about to go deaf!" Obito cursed before feeling a nasty itch all around his earlobe. His left ear was swelling from over the dozens of mosquito bites on the same area. "Itchy itchy iTcHyYyY!", he howled as he scratched the ear like a madman. "Bastard, I'm going to beat you up as soon as I get the chance!"

"Oh, you can't handle your ear being itchy?" Malaria showcased a demented smile. "Around the clock. All the time, everywhere, never-ending…" Noticing how he managed to get the class' attention, he continued; "My entire body is filled with mosquitoes. I don't have even a centimeter of unmarked flesh under my skin. It never stops itching, scratching doesn't do much and if I use cold water - the mosquitoes start multiplying."

As he started cackling to himself like a raving lunatic, Malaria shouted at Obito; "dO yOu UnDeRsTaNd WhY I aM sO UnHinGeD nOw!? I hAvE wAnTeD tO diE fOr YEARSsSsSs. BuT I sEeM tO bE iMmOrTaL... No matter what I do or say in the village, the worst punishment is always detention, or going homeless at worst." Calming down and looking at the frightened Obito, he couldn't help but chuckle and stretch out his hand to help him up.

"So, I apologize for buzzing up your ear. Up you go, that's my seat by the way." Malaria winked at Kakashi as if he understood the gist of it, while he actually didn't. But a lightbulb quickly seemed to shine through his eyes. "Yes, Obito, that's Malaria's seat. You should go back to your own now."

Numbly nodding his head, Obito walked over to Rin and plonked his ass down while scratching his ear. Everyone in class turned awkwardly silent after Malaria's tirade, sitting around waiting for the teacher. The teacher soon entered the classroom, finding all the students strangely quiet he simply ignored it. After doing a quick headcount, he told everyone to prepare for a combat assessment in the first training area. "This year will be a little special as we're combining the assessment with a few senior classes."

Blatantly glaring at Malaria, the teacher continues; "I believe I know everyone's abilities and can match you well enough for you to understand the gap between more seasoned shinobi. That'll be all for now, head on over to the training area and wait for further instructions." After those few words, he briskly walked out of the classroom. The place quickly turned noisy after everyone realized that their teacher actually set them up for a bullying by the seniors.

As everyone streamed out of the classroom to follow the teacher towards the First Training Area, Kakashi couldn't help but look at Malaria with concern. The teacher was clearly targeting him for what happened yesterday.

Malaria on the other hand wasn't perturbed at all. He just wanted the day to pass so he could go back home and attempt some more experiments for his mosquito repellent. Using a 'nonintoxicating' herb should in theory sober people up from being drunk, and as a side-effect lower a mosquito's interest in said person. He just needs to find the right ratio and the mixture could be made without cutting his wrists at every turn.

Turning a few corners and walking outside, the class soon arrived at the training ground. There were plenty of other classes already in the spectator seats around the area, just waiting for the show to start. If they're lucky they will have the chance to punt some juniors around, looking powerful and smug.

Once the class managed to find some seats for themselves, a small leaf-tornado appeared in the center of the training ground with class 1's teacher appearing within. Feeling dashing and smug with his dynamic entry, he clapped his hands to get all the students attention.

"Today the academy decided do combine the quarterly assessment and use spars between students as a method to further your understanding of your own strength, while giving pointers to eachother." Glancing around at the pondering students, the teacher nodded with appreciation.

"To get things rolling, the first duel, or spar as we also call it, shall be done by my very own first year student - Malaria!" Almost unable to hold his demonic grin back, he waved his hand dramatically.

"In order to give the legendary Mosquito Hazard a decent challenge, I believe Uchiha Dobito from year 6 would be a perfect match for us teachers to evaluate the spar. Dobito, please come on stage!" Finally unable to hold back his smile, the teacher's mouth twisted into a tyrannical grin stretching from ear to ear.

Malaria stared blankly at this backstabbing 'teacher' that's sending him up the gallows. He still hasn't figured out how to do chakra moulding and the class for that should've been today - but instead he's here to get a beating??

"What the f*ck!?" is all he could shout. "How come I'm fighting someone from year 6! I haven't even started moulding chakra yet, what sort of educator are you supposed to be!?"

"Now, now, Malaria-kun, your prowess is already well known all over Konoha. Covering the entire Police Station in mosquitoes, forcing the Hokage himself to take action - you're one of the greatest geniuses in the village and I'm certain the Aburame will miss you dearly." The teacher smirked as he tries to cajole Malaria into the arena.

"If you manage to win, we've prepared a separate chemistry lab just for your own use - sponsored by the village. We've heard you have an interest in research, isn't this a fair deal?"

As they were talking Uchiha Dobito was already standing in place, ready to bully Malaria to tears for what he did to the Police Station. He even had to help his father, a police officer on duty, put on salves to counter the mosquito bites the other day. He could still feel the palpable shame his father was radiating after the Hokage had to step in to resolve the matter.

"Fine, but you will have to pay for the research materials too or this rigged match won't happen!" Unable to hide the malefic grin that started to spread from his face, the students nearby couldn't help but recoil at the massive battlelust Malaria was spreading in his surroundings.

"Deal." The teacher confirmed.

Since Malaria doesn't have any proper amounts of chakra, he could only walk up to the stage instead of doing a cool entry with the Body Flicker Technique. That's one widespread, everyday-use technique every shinobi should know. Taking a fighting pose, he did the seal of confrontation towards Dobito and waited for the match to begin.

Dobito did the same, with one hand he did the seal while the other prepared several shurikens he would throw in a second. Even though Malaria exited the Aburame clan two days ago, he's still one of their ilk. Terribly slow, weak at close combat and always low on chakra. Especially since this guy apparantly haven't even started moulding any, it was a perfect choice to pepper him while closing the distance at the same time.

The moment the teacher saw both parties giving the seal, he proclaimed: "Begin!" and flickered out of the fighting area. Just as foretold, Dobito used the reputed Uchiha Shurikenjutsu covered in wires to start off the battle. Scrambling around the place, barely dodging the flying scrap metal Malaria wanted to protest.

"Teacher, it's unfair that he's got kunai and shuriken aplenty, but I've got nothing in my hands!" Malaria exclaimed after he dodged the 'not-so-well-executed'-Uchiha Shuriken Jutsu. "What sort of duel is fought under these circumstances!? He's even 6-years my senior, just about to graduate!"

"I need to evaluate every student's ability, and wealth can be considered part of his power." The teacher sneered at Malaria's attempt of receiving mercy. "No foul has been committed and sparring with your seniors is beneficial for you. Continue the duel! Don't you want the chemistry lab?"

Malaria started rummaging through his pockets to find anything that could possibly count for a weapon. The only thing he still had on him was the failed product he created while developing his 'mosquito perfume'.

'I hope whatever effect this potion might have is effective on humans. For some reason the mosquitoes start laying eggs the second they get near this failed concoction.' Malaria thought as he threw out a bottle at Uchiha Dobito's feet. The bottle cracked into a thousand pieces, a pinkish-purple smoke cloud spread out and covered a part of the arena.

Before long everyone saw Uchiha Dobito clenching his legs, trying to hide something raging from everyone's sight. His face had turned red, and he was heaving air like his lungs were a pair of bellows. "Bastard, what sort of poison is this!?" Dobito cried out while grunting and heaving. Malaria instantly realized that his 'pink-mix' somehow had turned into a sex drug. How very peculiar, yet beneficial.

The teacher's face also turned red, but for a different reason. 'That cancerous brat actually threw out an aphrodisiac in battle. No, I've got to stop this before it's too late!'