hey! I'm back! Alright, I know I said I would give you guys a vote, but to bad, because I just happened to get more inspiration than for this one than anything else, and there is bond to be at least 1 error in it BECAUSE FOR FREAKING HELL I CANT FREAKING GET IT RIGHT WHEN I GO BACK AND READ IT! this is kind of an introductory chapter...like every first chapter of the world...this one also reminds me of NOT SO DIFFERENT, but with personality changes and a different set up...a bit...I find Not So Different difficult to write, even if my chapter have improved and my plot is completed...ANYWAY ONE WITH THE STORY

Chapter One: Best Prank Ever

Naruto POV

"You can't be serious."

Rolling my eyes, I continued to staple the fliers to the notice board. The hallway was empty since classes were over, and everyone else had clubs or too much going on to bother with loitering around like us. "Come on Shikamaru! Can't you live a little?!"

"I don't see what could go wrong here." Commented my other fa…larger friend, Choji, who was munching on chips and admiring my glorious work. "If anything happens he's the one who's going to get in trouble for it not us."

Ah, well gee thanks Choji; you're such a good friend. Shikamaru sighed, leaning against the board itself, "What do you mean he's the only one who will get in trouble? We always get dragged into his punishments wither we do anything bad or not! Because people just automatically assume that we all had something to do with the missing staplers, the frogs in the cafeteria, and whatever the hell all that was with the chalk! Then they go and call my mother without even knowing for sure! Make a big deal about it, then its Shikamaru this and Shikamaru that, and its unbearable!"

"But how could we not do something with this?! This stuff is juicy! Look, this one has Asuma and that one teacher…..what's her name? Kanicha? Kerime? Kanga?" I shook my head, handing the flier to Shikamaru, "Never mind! Just look at it!"

I watched his expression change from concerned to shock in seconds, "Is this real or Photo-shopped?"

"Real!" I replied, leaning in, taking the paper out of his hands and shaking the paper around, "Come on! Come on! Support me here! If you're going to get in trouble for it anyway, you may as well participate!"

Sighing again, Shikamaru leaned his head against the bulletin board, "Why do I let you drag me into things? Am I stupid or something?"

"What are you getting dragged into?" Shikamaru's eyes widened, the noise of Choji munching ceased, I was the only one who dared to move. Turning my head, I laughed nervously and addressed the speaker. The teacher pushed his way forward to look at the board, his eyes narrowing with every flier attached to the board.

"Uhh…well you see Iruka…"I didn't get an explanation; he simply ripped off the fliers, carrying them and glaring at us.

"Follow." Was all he said, apparently to mad for words at the pictures of him and that advanced English teacher Kakashi sharing a hot-tub at a local hotel…yeah…I'm pretty sure that's it. We all followed, Shikamaru didn't hesitate to kick me in the back of my knee though causing me to limp.

Well...I guess I kind of deserve it.

"See, I told you this would happen." Shikamaru commented as he plopped down in his office chair as we were all instructed to wait for our punishment to be decided. He stretched out in his chair, yawing and preparing to nap. "Please don't wake me up when my nightmares begin. Today is a Friday, so Mom isn't going to have anytime to cool off before chewing me up and spitting me out."

I ignored him, looking around the office at the board looking assistant reading a book about plants; she seemed to be a little annoyed at photosynthesis at the moment. The front door swung open, instantly drawing our bored minds to the noise, and in stepped a confused looking Kiba Inuzuka. "What have you guys dragged me into now?"

"See, this is what I was talking about Naruto. You do something and drag the rest of us down with you." Shikamaru commented from my side, I groaned as Kiba took a seat next to Choji.

"So this time it's Naruto. You better pray they don't call home, otherwise I'm going to beat the crap out of you." Kiba threatened, grabbing a nearby pamphlet and reading it with interest, "Did you guys know that we have an honor club here?"

"No, seriously?" I asked, reaching over and snatching the pamphlet from Kiba who growled at me. "I thought going to this school was an honor thing in itself! So there is an honor thing within an honor thing."

"It's an honor club, why are you calling it a thing?" Shikamaru commented as Choji took a look next.

I glared at him, "Your awfully talkative today, you know that? I can call it whatever I want to call it! Everything is a thing, so why not call it a thing, huh?"

"She's ready for you now." Interrupted the receptionist lady, gesturing toward the door, we all looked at each other.

"You go first Naruto." Shikamaru commented, Choji and Kiba nodding in agreement behind him.

"That's right; all of this was your fault, so you go first…." Kiba commented as well, they all continued to stare at me until I finally stood up and, while sticking my tongue out at them, walked toward the office door of our principle Tsunade.

"You guys suck." I said to them, my final words before entering hell. A book flew at my head, which I must say I dogged with a mighty skill; something I swear comes from being so clumsy.

"Do you think you can get away with anything?! Do you have no consideration for others?!" She screamed, pounding a fist on her desk as I took a seat in the chair of shame. "Naruto, I can't continue to protect you if you keep this up."

"I'm sorry!" I said, throwing my hands up in the air, "I didn't mean to offend anyone!"

She shook her head at me, "You just don't get it kid, I don't know what I'm going to do with you."

"Do you really have to do anything?" I said in a quiet voice, making myself appear smaller in my chair. She examined me closely, is she considering it? There is no way right? She wouldn't actually….

"Detention, Naruto. For the rest of the year."

Sasuke POV

I've only been here for about ten minutes and I'm already regretting the decision to come. The first thing that I had to see while walking on campus is some guy running around with papers stapled to his shirt screaming about how he's late to class.

Well I guess every school has its share of weird.

Here at Academy of the Honored Gifted, I guess there is no exception for that despite its plain name. It's just like every school in the universe just with….special people. But this time I'm going to be experiencing something far more different than I ever have. At school, girls have always swooned around me, guys have always been too busy glaring to approach me, and the scores of my tests have always attracted almost unhealthy attention from teachers. After discovering that the root of all these troubles was my looks alone, I decided to do the last thing I ever thought I would do in order to focus on success alone.

I changed the way I look.

I let my hair grow out to my ears, never combed it, put on thick dark glasses, wore baggier and sometimes dirty clothing, and I only brushed my teeth every other day. I tried to make acne appear on my skin, but I could barely stand brushing my teeth every other day to allow that to happen. Therefore, I came to the conclusion that all of these things might aid me in my goals for school.

I found my way to first period alright; everything seemed to be going perfectly until the same guy who I saw running around on the grounds stumbled in crashing into my desk as he rounded the corner of the rows causing my papers to go flying on the floor. Annoyed, I glared at him he paused, seeming to be amused by my glare.

"Wow, who is the four-eyes?" he asked the crowd, which simply replied "new kid". Four-eyes…who the hell is he to start calling me four-eyes? I slammed my hands on the desk, sending my chair flying back with the force at which I stood. He seemed shocked at my response; I bet he didn't realize that I wouldn't let shit like that slide.

"Who the hell are you calling four-eyes? Maybe you should take a look at your own appearance." I retorted, stepping forward and straightening out to my full height. "Do you always dress like an idiot? Should I make that your name and start calling you idiot?"

"Wha-what?!" The blonde boy screamed, "My name is Naruto Uzumaki and you better fucking use it! What the hell is your problem! Are you sensitive or something?!"

"No, I'm just normal." I replied, taking my seat and picking up my papers.

"Really, you don't look normal to me." Naruto grumbled, making his way to his seat. I was about to reply, when the teacher rushed in drawing my attention. What am I doing? I don't have time to play around with this idiotic person; I have to focus on more important things.

"There Kiba, your vengeance caused me to fight with the new kid!" Naruto's voice rang in my ear, already distracting me from the first words of the teacher.

I barely made it through the lesson, no matter how hard I tried to focus on the teacher I heard every word he whispered behind me. It was agonizing, my ears wanted to bleed and my mouth wanted to scream by the end of the lesson.

This is torture.

My mind has been tortured on the very first day. Feeling tired, I managed to make it through the rest of the school day while trying to avoid that kid. He must not have learned anything at all; the way he chatted with everyone in the back casually seemed to be very annoying and careless. What's a kid like that doing here of all places?

Looking forward to resting, I made my way toward the dorms, which were built like small apartment complexes with two bedrooms each, a bathroom, tiny kitchen where we were not authorized to cook anything but we are free to use the fridge, and a tiny living room area. I think the only reason we have these is because this land was once going to be used for apartments, obviously, but the guy died and the people who got the land next decided "hey, why not make a school instead" and here we are.

That story sounds completely ridiculous but it's the only one I've ever heard.

1106 was my apartment number, typical but at least it wasn't higher than the second flight of stairs. I reached my destination, about to put in the key before someone bumped into me, sending my flying into the door. "Sorry I…."

We both stared at each other; I glared trying to bite my tongue, "What the hell is a matter with you? Don't you ever watch where you're going?" Before you ask, that was me…biting my tongue.

"Shut up!" Naruto yelled back from the ground, climbing to his feet. Suddenly, as his eyes wandered around for a second, he froze, pointing with a shocked expression at the door, "is that….your room?"

I looked back at the blaring numbers of 1106, and turned to face him once again…."No way…."

"We can't be…" he said, and then we both echoed together,

"Roommates."

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