Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of its characters, merchandise, etc. If I did, I would be both a child prodigy and filthy stinking rich. Since I am neither of those two things, I'll just have to settle for writing fanfictions.
Please note that I will be writing a futuristic (God, I hate that word) story about the children of the following pairings:
SasuSaku
NaruHina
NejiTen
ItaOC (Yes, in my story, ITACHI LIVES!!! Take THAT, Kishimoto-senpai!)
And I might do a background character or two who are the offspring of ShikaTema.
The flaming of any of these pairings will result in me unleashing the hounds of Hell to kill you. : )
Also, I will attempt to put a line – or a dozen lines – of lyrics at the beginning of each chapter, just for fun. And the capital letters that show up every now and then (such as URURUR) stand for wherever the current location is. "UR" is "Uchiha Residence".
The whole damned world is just as obsessed
With who's the best dressed and who's having sex
Who's got the money, who gets the honeys
Who's kinda cute and who's just a mess
And you still don't have the right look
And you don't have the right friends
Nothing changes but the faces, the names, and the trends
High School Never Ends…
"Saiketsu! Get up now! You're gonna be late for school!"
Go away…
"Saiketsu! If you don't get up right now, so help me I will send your father in to deal with you!"
The dark-haired teen finally lifted her head from her pillow and yelled at her bedroom door, "He'll probably just grunt like a caveman until I get irritated enough to crawl out of bed!"
"Grunt like a caveman?"
Saiketsu jumped, startled, and sat bolt upright as she stared at her father, Uchiha Sasuke, sitting on the windowsill. He'd somehow opened, climbed through, and shut the window in a matter of seconds without making so much as a whisper of sound.
Worse yet, her father did not look happy… or rather, he didn't look as dispassionate as he usually did. No, Sasuke looked very, very mad.
Oh crap…
URURUR
Several swears, crashes, and what sounded like sword fights later, Sasuke came downstairs, not a hair out of place, looking as aloof as ever.
Behind him, a severely mauled Saiketsu, wearing torn pajamas and sporting several large lumps on her head, managed to stumble down the stairs without tripping and breaking her neck. Her older brother Hisoka and younger sister Yuuki snickered quietly as she half-fell into her seat at the table. Her mother Sakura shook her head disapprovingly as she made breakfast, while Mabui, the latest addition to the rapidly-growing family, gurgled and made other cute baby noises as she chewed on a little stuffed-kunai toy.
Sasuke reached down and swept the tiny two-year-old into his arms, a rare smile gracing his features as he twirled Mabui in a circle before placing her back on the ground to play with her toys. As soon as he was no longer touching the little baby, the smile vanished, gone to hibernate until the next time Mabui did something cute.
Then Sasuke went over to Sakura and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
Yuuki blushed. Hisoka and Saiketsu made gagging noises. And Mabui continued to do cute baby things.
Both parents glared at their three oldest children, who quickly decided it was time to leave. Now.
Next door, Itachi's daughter, Shinbi, was giving her mother the same difficulty as the woman tried to get her daughter out of bed. Unfortunately, Shinbi's mother wasn't as heavily pregnant as Sakura, and was better able to grab her daughter's ankles and pull her off the bed. Shinbi, desperate for a little extra snoozing time, grabbed the sheets on her bed. Unfortunately, this only left her in a tangled heap on the floor of her room when the sheets came with her.
"Breakfast," her mother said crossly, "Now."
"Yes, ma'am," the lump of sheets on the floor said.
Shinbi pretended to try to wrestle out of the sheets until she heard her bedroom door close. Then she leapt up, pulled the covers back onto the bed, and crawled under them, falling asleep again in seconds.
URURUR
Five minutes later, someone threw cold water on Shinbi's face, causing her to sit up too fast and smack her forehead against the shelf on her headboard. (A/N: Trust me, it hurts. Owie…)
"Owww…" she groaned, "What'd you do that for?"
"Your mother told you to get up," her father said bluntly.
Shinbi's irritation faded very quickly into terror. Her father did not look happy, and it was probably due to the fact that he looked like he'd been dragged out of bed, too.
"I'm up!" she said, jumping out of bed and landing on the opposite side of the room from Itachi. (A/N: Hey, good guy or not, Itachi-kun is pretty frightening when he's mad!)
Her father gave her one last glare before stalking out of her bedroom and slamming the door shut.
Shinbi very wisely decided it was time to get ready for school.
It was much easier for Tenten to wake up her two daughters, Atsui and Kigai. The girls had always been light sleepers – taking after their father in that respect – and it usually didn't take more than a few light taps to each of their shoulders to wake them up.
Neji was already up and meditating outside, even though it was about fifty degrees below zero at the moment. He'd be back inside in time to see the two girls off to school.
In the meantime, Tenten busied herself by making breakfast and listening to the two sisters bicker over which clothes they should wear for their first day of school. So far, it sounded like Kigai was winning…
HRHRHR
"Give it back, that's mine!" Atsui yelled, swiping for her notebook as Kigai flitted out of reach.
"Catch me first!" Kigai taunted, jumping to the side as Atsui lunged again for the notebook.
Unfortunately for Kigai, she hadn't noticed her father standing to the side, watching the twins argue over school supplies and hairstyles. In one fluid movement, Neji had caught and twisted Kigai's arm behind her back, catching the other wrist with his free hand.
Kigai yelped and managed to break free, only to realize the notebook she'd been holding was suddenly in her father's hand. He waved it in her face a few times before giving it back to an all-too-smug Atsui, who promptly stuck her tongue out at Kigai.
Having been thoroughly defeated at her own game, Kigai skulked back to her room to grab her backpack, muttering random things about zombies and alien abductions.
Naruto and Hinata, who lived just two doors down from the Hyuuga residence, always let their children wake up on their own, since both girls regularly stayed up late. Besides, with a third child on the way – Lucky-Number-Three, Naruto called the soon-to-arrive baby, hoping this would be the little boy he could raise to be the second-best ninja around (after his dad, of course) – Hinata spent most of her time sleeping or lounging, and Naruto, in turn, spent every second he could with Hinata.
Naruto and Hinata were lounging on the couch, watching the morning news, when Ikoji and Tereya finally stumbled downstairs with ten minutes to eat, comb their hair, and brush their teeth. For Tereya that was no problem.
For Ikoji it felt like a race. A race she was sure to lose.
UZRUZRUZR
Ten minutes later, Tereya – perfectly dressed, fed, and hair-and-teeth-brushed – and Ikoji walked outside to catch the bus to school.
"Uhm, Ikoji?" Tereya asked cautiously.
"Yah, Terra?" Terra was Ikoji's nickname for her sister. She had called Tereya "Terra" ever since she found out Tereya liked to grow flowers.
"You forgot to tie your hair back."
"Oops. You got a hair band?"
Tereya resisted the urge to giggle as she sifted through her bookbag for a hair tie. When she found one, she tossed it over her shoulder at Ikoji, who somehow caught it while attempting to sleep-walk on the two-foot wide sidewalk.
"Ikoji?" Tereya asked again as she took another look at her sister's apparel for the day.
"Yes, Terra?" Ikoji asked, growing a little impatient now that her sleep-deprived mind was taking in the fact that it wasn't even daybreak yet. Not to mention the dew-covered front lawns they passed were all frozen over.
"Did you mean to wear your pajama top to school?"
"…Crap." Ikoji pawed through her book bag but could find no spare shirt. "A little help here?" she asked, giving Tereya her puppy face.
Tereya sighed and handed Ikoji a t-shirt (she'd had enough sense to know Ikoji would need one at some point, since she spent most of her time hanging out with the pranksters of the school).
Without thinking, Ikoji tore her pajama shirt off and yanked the t-shirt on. Unfortunately, she wasn't quite fast enough to avoid the stares of several of the boys nearby. Those boys promptly passed out due to massive nosebleeds.
Tereya covered her face with one hand and dragged Ikoji away from the twitching males with the other. This was going to be a long school year…
Halfway on the other side of the city, a girl with deep purple hair and blue eyes exited out of her apartment room, locking the door with the slowness of a person lost in deep thought. She turned from the door, put the earpieces to her iPod in, and switched the music player on, flipping immediately to "Famous Last Words" by My Chemical Romance and singing quietly to the song as she walked to Hidden Leaf High School.
She was nearly halfway to school when she heard someone behind her call out, "Hey! You, with the purple hair! You deaf or something? I'm talking to you!"
The girl turned to see three girls walking up to her with the head high, long-strides walk that identified them as popular kids.
The girl in front, who had long black hair and a red streak in her bangs, stepped close to the other girl and said, "Take your earphones out, I'm talking to you. What's your name, loner?"
"Nodoka Kayou," the purple-haired girl responded, "And I can hear you with the earphones in. They're turned down low so I can hear cars or–"
"Yah, cool, whatever," the other girl said, "Anyway, I'm Ninkitori Hokorashii. It means 'popular' and 'arrogant'. I'm the popular girl in the Freshman class. Hey, what class are you in, anyway?"
"Sophomore," Nodoka answered, wishing Ninkitori would go away. The "popular" girl's voice was driving her up a wall, and ruining her music.
If Ninkitori was disheartened by Nodoka's seniority, she did a good job of hiding it. Instead of sulking, the younger girl went straight into another topic of conversation; Nodoka could tell by the look in her eyes that this was one Ninkitori was more fond of.
"Yah, you're right behind the Juniors, the class with that really hot Uchiha kid, Hisoka. He's so cute, but none of us girls have caught his attention, so he's got, like, legions of fangirls. All of the guys want to be him, and all the girls want to do him. Here's a picture from last year."
With that, Ninkitori whipped out a picture of the boy and held it in front of Nodoka's face.
Well, the girl had taste when it came to looks, Nodoka had to admit. Hisoka Uchiha was pretty cute, after all, but he also didn't look like he cared much for anything, least of all his "legions of fangirls", as Ninkitori had put it.
"Well?" Ninkitori squealed, "Cute, right? Too bad he's such a lone wolf."
"Yah," Nodoka aid, looking back at one of the other girls in Ninkitori's group, "That's way too bad."
The girl Nodoka looked at, the one with reddish-orange hair that darkened four times at the ends, had a glare on her face that seemed to intensify with each utterance of Hisoka's surname. Behind her, and on the other side of the street, Nodoka could see Hisoka and two other girls walking towards the group; the two girls were laughing as they pulled their friend along by the arms. Hisoka looked like he was being led to the slaughterhouse.
"Hi," the girl with the ponytail said, "I'm Yuuki Uchiha. These are my siblings, Saiketsu–" –the other girl waved her hand before grabbing her brother's arm again– "–and Hisoka. Those three already know us, probably, but I don't think you've attended Leaf High before. Have you?"
"No," Nodoka answered, "I moved here from Iwagakure at the end of last year. My name's Nodoka Kayou."
"Nice to meet you, Nodoka," Yuuki said, smiling at the other girl. Saiketsu and Hisoka didn't look like they'd heard anything.
"Yah," Ninkitori's snide voice cut in, "I was just telling her how totally cute Hisoka-kun is. Right, Hisoka-kun?"
"Hn."
"See?!" And Ninkitori tackled Hisoka, who yelled and tried to pry the girl off while his sisters took pictures with their cell phones. Nodoka seized her opportunity and slipped away as Ninkitori's friend cheered her on.
Behind the chaos, the other girl in Ninkitori's group watched Nodoka with eyes as cold as night, her face clouded with unreadable emotions.
Nodoka had barely gotten two blocks away from the fangirl attack when a voice called her again.
"Hey, Kayou!"
She turned to see the same fierce-looking girl from earlier walking up to her.
"What is it?" Nodoka asked, trying to read the expression on the other girl's face.
"The name's Aishi Haitsuchi," the girl said, "I'm in the Freshman class, even though I should be in yours. I've got a warning for you."
She stepped close, until she was almost standing on Nodoka's feet, and looked the other girl straight in the eye.
"Stay away from the Uchihas," Aishi growled, "They've got enemies, and I'd hate to see you get involved in any… accidents." Her eyes turned red when she finished her sentence, and Nodoka felt her spine go cold as she struggled to keep eye contact.
"I'll try to remember that," she finally said in an empty voice, "Thanks." And she turned her back on the girl and walked away.
Nodoka had walked three more blocks before she felt a hand on her shoulder. She froze, remembering the look and the warning Aishi had given her, and tried to remember how to defend herself in hand-to-hand combat.
"Relax," a male voice said, "You look like a deer in the headlights."
Nodoka looked at the boy next to her and was startled to find it was Hisoka, not a hair out of place and obviously entertained by something.
"Oh, hi," Nodoka said, looking away. She thought she heard Hisoka exhale the way someone does when they're trying not to laugh, but she wasn't sure.
"So, what'd you do to that redhead who stopped you?" he asked, "She looked ready to tear your throat out."
"I didn't do anything," Nodoka told the pavement, "She's probably just another rabid fangirl."
There was a long, unsteady pause, and then Hisoka dropped his hand from Nodoka's shoulder and said, "I can read lips, you know. She said we have enemies, and 'she'd hate to see you have an accident'. What was she talking about?"
"I don't know," Nodoka said, looking back up at him, "I'm new here, remember? If your family has enemies, you should know more about what she said than I do." She turned and walked away from him then, ignoring the sound of his footsteps behind her.
"Wait," he said, "Will you wait up a second?"
She didn't turn to look at him, and eventually his footsteps stopped and she was alone again.
Period One – Pottery 1 / Mrs. Yakimono
"Why are we drawing in a pottery class?" Ikoji whined for the thousandth time.
"Because they haven't finished the new building for the pottery classes yet," Mrs. Yakimono answered shortly, "Now get to work."
"I can't even draw flowers!" Unfortunately for her teacher and classmates, Ikoji, like her father, did not know how to shut up, and preferred to continue whining until –
WHACK
"Ow!"
"Get to work, I said!"
"You threw a cup at me!"
– Until something like that happened. Tereya covered her face with her hands and tried to slide other her desk without anyone noticing.
Period One – Spanish 1 / Mr. Uchisoto
"Cat is la gay-tay."
"La gata, Saiketsu. La gata."
"Yah, what you said."
Mr. Uchisoto's head slammed down on the podium where he was taking role with a hollow thwack.
"Hisoka," the teacher said, his head still on the podium, "Please tell us what the word for always is."
"Siempre," Hisoka said, yawning halfway through the word.
"Thank you. Nodoka Kayou, please… Oh, you're a new student, eh?" Mr. Uchisoto's head came off his podium as he looked at the purple-haired student in the very back of the room. "Very well, please show us your skill level by saying the following sentence in Spanish: I would like go to the party."
All of the students turned to look at Nodoka as she said in perfect Spanish, "Me gustaría voy a la fiesta."
The classroom was silent for a moment, and then Mr. Uchisoto cleared his throat and said, "Very well done, Ms. Kayou." The students turned to face the front of the classroom again, whispering as they did so. Hisoka's gaze lingered on Nodoka for a second, and then he turned around as well.
Period Two – Algebra 1 / Ms. Keisuu
"God, I hate math," Atsui groaned against the polished wood of her desk, "It's not even that I'm bad at it… It's just so boring…"
Well, Kigai couldn't disagree with her sister there. Math was the one subject that both sisters despised with a passion. It was also the one subject that they were both genuinely skilled at – all of the others were simply easy for them to go along with, but math was a natural talent for the twins.
"Kigai, what is the answer to this problem?"
"57 point 6," Kigai said automatically.
"Thank you."
Period Two – Behind the Cafeteria
Aishi sat against the wall, dialing a phone number into her cell phone.
The phone on the other end rang once before it was picked up.
"What is it, Aishi?" a man's voice said.
"I'm in the school, father," Aishi said, "I've already come into contact with three of the Uchiha brats. What do you want me to do now?"
"Keep watching them," the man said, "Earn their trust, get them to tell you their weaknesses. Make them complacent enough to believe that you aren't a threat. Then attack without mercy."
"Yes, father."
"Remember, Aishi, the Uchihas are the enemy. The Uchihas killed your mother during the last ninja war. Don't let her murderers strike with impunity."
"I understand." With that, Aishi slid her phone shut and settled into a comfortable position to wait for morning break.
Morning Break – In a secluded area behind the Library
"W-we shouldn't be doing this…"
"Relax, Terra, it'll be great!"
"Bakani, hand me the big paintbrush!"
"Here it is!"
"Don't drop it!"
"Agh! I'm all red now!"
"Better than being pink, Ikoji."
"…This is true. Kyo, don't drop the brush next time!"
"Sorry, Ikoji!"
"Boy, you're a klutz, Kyo!"
"Shut up, bakamono!"
"Hey! Don't call me stupid!"
"But you are stupid, Manuke! Your name even means stupid!"
"Ikoji, how could you?"
Why am I helping them again? Tereya wondered as she watched the four friends bicker over who was the bigger idiot.
Morning Break – In the Library
Nodoka, meanwhile, was blissfully unaware of the commotion outside, as she had her headsets on and was listening to Soldier Side by System of a Down while she browsed the internet on one of the library's computers.
She found the school's instant messenger and logged in, finding herself without anything better to do since all of her other sites were blocked. (A/N: Why is it necessary to block Gaia Online?) She chose the screen name bloody_roses and logged into the "Anime Nerds" server (A/N: I wish I was joking. When my school set up its IM, they let Seniors choose the server names). No one else had logged onto that server, and she was about to change servers when another screen name, secret180, popped up in the roster at the side of the screen.
The following is an IM conversation between bloody_roses and secret180.
secret180: Hi.
bloody_roses: Hi.
secret180: Who are you?
bloody_roses: Who are you?
secret180: I asked first.
bloody_roses: HINT: I'm a girl.
secret180: That's not helpful. Or funny.
bloody_roses: HINT: I'm wearing red and brown.
secret180: Still not very helpful. That narrows it down to about a hundred students. What class?
bloody_roses: …That depends. What class has the fewest girls-who-are-wearing-brown-and-red?
secret180: Freshmen.
bloody_roses: Oh, then I'm a Junior.
secret180: Really?
bloody_roses: No, I'm just saying that to irritate you. (Sarcastic tone of voice)
secret180: You're a Junior.
bloody_roses: Yes.
secret180: Who is wearing red and brown… what color are your eyes?
bloody_roses: Blue.
secret180: That narrows it down to fifteen students. Do you watch Fruits Basket or Lucky Star?
bloody_roses: No, but I do watch Bleach.
secret180: That's six or seven students… Who's your favorite Bleach character?
bloody_roses: Renji.
secret180: …I'm out of questions (unless you'll answer the hair color question). Who are you?
bloody_roses: Nodoka Kayou (and my hair is purple).
secret180: Cool name. I think I saw you earlier this morning. You're in Spanish 1, right?
bloody_roses: Yah. Ick, you weren't one of the morons who wouldn't shut up during lecture, were you?
secret180: Lol, no. They were grinding my nerves, too.
bloody_roses: What, I don't get any hints?
secret180: No, not today.
bloody_roses: Sthu! When???
secret180: Later.
bloody_roses: Can we talk lunch?
secret180: Sure. What time?
bloody_roses: Whenever we finish eating???
secret180: Alright.
bloody_roses: Same server?
secret180: Yah. I know how to lock it so that only people with the right password can get in.
bloody_roses: What's the password?
secret180: wrath180
bloody_roses: Why do you like the number 180 so much???
secret180: Bye.
secret180 has signed off
bloody_roses: Aw, come on!
bloody_roses has signed off
Nodoka logged off of her account and stalked towards the door of the library, just as the first bell rang, muttering about evil people who didn't leave any hints as to who they were. Hisoka watched her leave from one of the magazine racks, grinning as Nodoka accidentally ran into someone.
She was kind of cute when she was irritated…
Period 3 – English 2 / Ms. Mastrian (A/N: Yes, because my English teacher is so awesome, I won't change her name.)
"Okay then! For our first essay of the school year, we will be reading The Fall of the House of Usher by the late American author Edgar Allan Poe."
Ms. Mastrian paused and looked kindly at a male student in the back row, who sat with his hand half-raised.
"Yes, Ryo?"
"Uh, yah," Ryo said, "Uhm, what does it mean when someone is 'late'? Did he miss the bus or something?"
Several students snickered. Others rolled their eyes or groaned.
Nodoka, Shinbi, and Hisoka raised their hands; all three had the same my-god-this-kid's-an-idiot look on their faces.
"Nodoka, can you tell us what it means when we say 'the late author Edgar Allan Poe'?"
"It means Edgar Allan Poe is dead," Nodoka said, glaring at Ryo.
"Oh," Ryo said, leering at the girl, "Thanks, smartass."
"You're welcome, you poor, empty-headed piece of animal dung."
"Oooooooooh!!!"
Period 4 – P.E. / Mr. Taiiku
"Listen up, maggots! Today's game's gonna be dodgeball! Now go dodge some balls!"
Twenty minutes later…
"Terra, duck!"
"Aie!" (A/N: She's squealing, btw.)
Thunk.
"Ow!"
"Terra, I said 'duck', not 'jump'!"
"Gomen, niisan…"
"Never mind. Better luck next time, ne?"
"H-hai…"
Lunch – In the Gym…
"Ikoji, we really shouldn't do this…"
"Relax Terra, it'll be fine! Kyo, hand me the water gun, and don't drop it!"
"Right, here you go!"
"Okay, now we wait for the principal to walk in for lunch."
…
"Fire!"
"Aah-flplplpl!"
"Got him!"
"Ikoji! Kyo!"
"Run away!"
"Agh!"
"W-wait for me, guys!"
"This had better not be paint!"
"It is!"
"You stupid brats!"
Lunch – In the Library…
Nodoka rushed into the library after downing her lunch in nearly record time. As a backup, she snuck two bags of Flamin' Hot Cheetos®, which were tucked under her regular clothes in her bookbag (She'd already changed for her period 5 P.E. class, also in record time). If she got hungry, she would be able to very sneakily open one of the bags and eat one Cheeto at a time by putting the whole thing in her mouth and sucking on it until it was mushy. (A/N: Yes, it sounds horrible when you describe it, but it's how I get away with eating in my classes!)
Nodoka could barely hit the right keys on the keyboard, she was typing so fast. She went straight to the "Anime Nerds" server and logged in. Sure enough, a little box came up asking for a password. She typed it in and entered as bloody_roses. Sure enough, secret180 was already there, waiting for her…
A/N: Gah! I forgot to upload the story last night! Sorry, guys, Wrath isn't feeling too good at the moment (never chug champagne.)
Bwahahaha!!! I love cliffhangers! …Unless I'm not the one writing them… Anyway, this chapter was becoming obscenely long (4345 words!), so I decided to end it. Yah, the ending sucks, but oh well. Chapter one is out! Happy New Years, everyone, and feel free to debate over who secret180 is, because I'm not telling and it could be anyone!!!
Oh, and the lyrics I used were from "High School Never Ends" by Bowling for Soup.
Trivia: All of the names of the teachers (with the exception of Ms. Mastrian) are puns. The pottery teacher's name means "pottery"; the Spanish teacher's name means "domestic and foreign"; the algebra teacher's name can mean "coefficient" "figures" or "numbers"; the P.E. teacher's name can mean "physical education" "gymnastics" or "athletics".
