A/N: This is by no means a fic to be taken seriously. Well it is but mainly it's just to let off some steam and get the tension from my back. So if some parts don't connect...yeah...It's not a crack fic, but there is hardly any drama in this at all. And if there is...well...blame it on my mood or the possible future lack of reviews...doesn't matter.

Disclaimer: Look me in the eye and consider the thought that if I really was the owner of Naruto, if I would be writing fan fiction right now hmm?

Warning: OOC-ness. But on fan fiction (especially with yaoi)...who isn't!

Pairings: Sasunaru, Gaaralee, Shinokiba, Nejishika, kakashiruka.

This fic was inspired by the lack of these kinds of fics that I seem to oddly enjoy so I'm adding my contribution to the pile...that and...I have nothing better to do, Enjoy!:

The day couldn't start off much better than this, well, at least for the four most drool-worthy guys currently striding through the doors of HK Academy.

Without words and as if like clockwork the halls of HK hushed as the four males came into view. These people ruled the school without even trying. They were meant to be respected.

Now each male had their respective fan club, but there was no doubt that each just couldn't get enough of seeing them together, which was an exceedingly common thing.

The four walked side by side, and to the far right strode a messy haired red head, whose teal eyes could undress anyone on sight. They glittered with unknown mirth as a small smirk adorned the shaped to perfection lips that had more than once made both men and women feel more than slightly faint. His skin, which hinted at just the slightest tan gotten from his Egyptian ancestors, glowed faintly, his muscles being more than hinted at in the vaguely tight red top under his unbuttoned white designer school shirt, a part of the uniform which was out of his pants. The slight dampness of his hair showed his recent shower had been somewhat hurried; results of the exhilarating run in the hills on his estate. Then again...this was Gaara Sabaku we were talking about, who didn't hurry for anything that didn't fatally upset his future or his friends. The only two odd things about this person did nothing but enhance his features even more. Moreover girls were constantly trying to touch the tattoo on his forehead, usually to no avail. He'd push aside his hair to let them see and just get rid of them, which was a constant mistake because most of them understood kanji and would start cooing at him for having 'love' tattooed on his forehead. Then the dark lines around his eyes, which were a result and reminders of being a former insomniac only served to make his teal eyes brighter and 'tealer' some unknown person had said once. Persons somehow thought Apollo gave him a special gift of beauty when he was born. Pft...As if, he'd say.

Hearing some girls sigh, totally in love, he rolled his eyes and scanned for the ever moving, cute reason he rolled out of bed this morning.

To the right of the bodily blessed Sabaku, an angelic creature walked with a certain grace adopted from the gymnastic lessons taken from when he was in the single digits. Pale lilac eyes that seemed to look right through you yet evoked the undeniable feeling of pure lust when you no doubt got trapped in the solid gaze. Waist-lengthened dark brown, bordering on black hair, did by no means give this male named Neji Hyuuga an effeminate look. The slight tan to his pale skin gotten from their recent sunbathing endeavor made more than a few people weak in the knees. His hands were tucked into his school pants and his shirt was out of his pants, the first three buttons, unbuttoned, would have given a tantalizing view of his chest but was block by the white wifebeater that nonetheless hugged his pecs. He regarded the student population with a nonchalant gaze as always as he searched for his little cloud gazer.

Now to the right of the angelic Hyuuga, was the esteemed heart breaker, most likely because he didn't give any of his fans the time of day. He didn't have time for anyone who wasn't worth it, and so far, only the three others striding down the hall had seen him laugh. He walked with a grace to match the Hyuuga, from the swimming lessons he'd always taken, and oozed an unadulterated sexual vibe. This third male, Sasuke Uchiha, looked, if possible, perfectly messy. The white designer school shirt untucked like the latter and the former males, but unlike the two, only the middle was buttoned with a black tank top snuggling his abs and pectorals. His hair was pure ebony black, the back refusing to point towards the ground, and his eyes an even purer shade of black, like pools of a moonless and starless night, when the sky seemed like an empty void instead of the usual midnight blue. The pale beauty looked around for the hyperactive sunshine to his night.

Last, and anything but least, to the right of the heart breaker, walked the most mysterious one of the group. Small rounded glasses with a dark tint hid the color of the last one's eyes from the world. His skin as smooth and perfect as a porcelain dolls. His school shirt having the first two buttons open and half his shirt out. But his trade mark was that he always had on a hooded sweater which was never zipped up; usually showing his inside shirt that was always shape fitting yet hiding his arms from view simultaneously. Yet the sheer size of the sleeves left girls to ponder the 'the muscles, oh the muscles!' he must have hid under those sleeves. Shino Aburame's deep, smooth voice gave nothing short of shivers to the persons he spoke to, and left those trembling and imagining his voice over and over again with the feeling of being as weak as Jello. The fencing specialist walked with a certain skill that had guys from all over trying to copy his style, and left girls talking about how they loved the way he walked for days on end.

All four Greek gods were friends, best friends. They were the only ones who would surely not betray each other.

The four boys had met at one of those parties for the rich and elite. The ones where no one actually went to enjoy themselves, but mingle with potential business partners, yet everyone acted like they went because of the former. The four male children, tired of these boring parties and hot, uncomfortable tuxedos and ladies in short, tight dresses pinching their cheeks and cooing at them, had been equally annoyed, and had bonded.

And now after years of proper refinement and etiquette and manipulation and aristocracy had been successfully ingrained into their anatomy like a second skin, their parent's tight leash had been let go, and the brilliant boys who knew the difference of how to act at a party and a business meeting like the back of their hand, and the boys who were shaped forcefully and strictly to be the best heirs of their history, were now able to have fun, take advantage of their parents money to their own whim, and use their resources and worldly connection freely, had banded together, and now at times when they looked at their mutually friendship, they indeed realized it was better to have each of them as their friends rather than rivals and enemies.

And just about the time they also realized it was time they each took their own respective partners, a teacher named Iruka had blown the perfect boys that would very soon be theirs into their lives.

A year ago, when the Gaara and the rest were sixteen, there had been a scholarship program where seven students who could pass the test from the Ministry with the highest percentage from the Konoha Public School, would get the chance to attend the prestigious Hokage Academy, HK for short, on the schools scholarship program.

If one could just passed the test, that is.

But Iruka-sensei had convinced them that they could pass.

And besides, he had taken a teaching job there he, had reluctantly muttered, blushing red like that huge storm on Jupiter.

So Lee Rock, with his youthful ways and kind smile, Naruto Uzumaki with his infectious personality and determined eyes, Kiba Inuzuka with his fierce loyalty and lovable grin and Chouji Akimichi with his smiling face and pot belly, had bonded together and tried to study, just to get accepted to the Academy they'd heard about all the time. But try as they may they couldn't get everything to stick for more than an hour in their minds. No matter how youthful, determined, stubborn or full they'd been.

So in a last plea for help, the boys had gotten the school's genius, albeit lazy, Shikamaru Nara to help them, while at the same time getting him to take the test so the studying wouldn't be so troublesome in the end.

And when they had finally gotten back the results, the five young males had passed the test comfortably. Even the determined, yet theory lacking, Naruto had scurried over the passing grade with an extra fifteen marks.

Happier than them couldn't be found, and although Chouji had sadly moved away at the last minute and wouldn't get a chance to come to the school, the four boys had eagerly awaited the day they would start the infamous Academy term.

Then the dream of the perfect school had been shattered.

Well the school was perfect. The lawn and surrounding grounds were perfectly mowed and so huge, all the school's teachers, students and their pets could probably sit at different places, mark out a personal circular space with three meters all around from the middle, built a two room cottage and garden behind each person and still have space left over on the grounds.

The uniforms were designed by the very best, the food was cooked by different cuisine specialist on each specified day, all five star restaurant owners, the classrooms were astonishingly comfortable, even with cushioned seats, smooth unscratched tables, and pens and notebooks in the drawers for those who forgot theirs.

So the school was perfect.

It was just the spoilt brats that went there which made the school all the worst.

It was obvious everything was made the best just for them, just so they wouldn't go squealing about anything less than perfect to their child spoiling, prejudiced parents. The ones no doubt responsible for why the school looked like a fairytale castle.

And if it was one thing spoilt brats hated; it was sharing breathing space with anyone lower than millionaire status. Persons below that just weren't welcomed into the pristine little world they all had.

And these four boys from a public school were no exception. They were weird, loud, funny-faced and outright lazy.

Definitely not an exception.

So, the school the four boys had whined and pleaded studied and not slept for nights to go to, was one big foreign world where they weren't welcome.

They were aliens on a new planet, and because of this knowledge they learnt that it was either, blend into the background were no one saw you, who you were and how nice you could be, or be outlandish, show your quirks, and risk being ostracized, sneered at, mocked and taunted just for being yourself, and just because you parents weren't able to have a private jet to whisk you off to France without even an hours notice, or a yatch to just go to your own private island without your parents questioning you, or how much money you spent, or why you go out some weekends and don't come back until the Monday morning.

It was unfair of course, but these Public School Children's lives at HK were just about to change for the better.

Now the day each person met their respective other, is one to be remembered and catalogued for future reference, just in case.

The day had begun normally. Lee, Naruto, Kiba and Shikamaru had come early and gone off to their classes, always missing the 'gods' entrance, but always hearing about it:

Naruto, from a pink-haired girl he was starting to like. She was the first person who didn't scoff at him when he didn't know how to get to class. The others had sensed that he clearly didn't belong. But she had smiled, walked with him to class, and waved to her friends like she wasn't ashamed of being seen with him. He was certain he was in love, with this girl named Sakura, but alas, her heart belonged to another. When asked who, she launched off into a full detailed description, likes, dislikes, favorite food, etc, of one Sasuke Uchiha. Naruto had deflated some time after.

Kiba had made fast friends with a girl named Hinata, and when asked about these rulers, of the school, she had stuttered, calling out their names, and had turned a fiery red once she got to a certain one named Shino Aburame.

Lee was practicing at a the dojo he always went to and, he had found it was quite close to the school, and his new teacher Gai, was started sprouting about a former student, Gaara, who was more than the best fighter in the world, then, Gai set his sites on Lee with a very youthful pose and told him he could be better, with youthful vigor, and a blinding smile.

And Shikamaru, well he was always noticing things the others weren't, like pictures of the same four guys or multiple of one guy on each girl's folder. Besides he was the most observant, but found it too troublesome to speak about someone he'd never talk to or meet personally.

So the day had begun normally, but lunchtime events had been the fire to the dynamite.

Now it was Shikamaru who somewhat started the cause of the Four's interest in his friends and himself.

It was his day for getting the groups lunch, and had gotten a tray with, an avocado, a cheese and a guacamole dip for all of them with the chips to dip into the mixtures.

He'd been walking steadily, not wanting anything to fall off the tray, but luck wasn't on his side. Someone stumbled into his back forcefully, causing poor Shika to stumble and crash into a person's chest, spilling cheese and dip all over the unknown person. An ear splitting silence appeared suddenly. The door to the lunch room swinging ominously and gave full view to the just as astonished persons on the other side, Naruto, Lee and Kiba being apart of them because they had been waiting to help Shika get the things outside to a place they'd found and liked, since they were allowed to eat anywhere on the campus.

Shika looked down at the food on the floor with wide eyes, followed the food trail up to a male's chest...

Shit.

...Gulped and continued up to the person's face, and stared up into cool lilac eyes.

Sparing two second glances to an oddly amused red heads face, a slightly interested ebony haired male, and a blank faced brunette who nonetheless raised an eyebrow at the situation, Shikamaru resisted the urge to run and hide and stared back fearfully into the person's pale eyes.

Naruto who had seen the whole the whole event, rushed in and broke the silence by pushing the person who'd cause Shika to trip, who had a even more stunned and dumbfounded look on his face.

The person broke out of their stupor and pushed Naruto back just as hard.

"What the shit man?"

"Whaddya mean? You're the one who pushed Shika!" Naruto shouted.

"I wasn't trying to push your friend! I wouldn't touch him if my mother's life depended on it!"

By this time two more guys were flanking that one.

"You're sick!"

"And you're pathetic! Acting as if you could be any better than me! Going as far as to push me! I should beat you 'till you bleed!" He and the others took a menacing step forward.

Kiba and Lee rushed to Naruto's aide.

"Back up!" Kiba growled.

"My friend is right. It would be best to stop this now before we all do something we regret!" Lee advised.

"Did he just growl?" An interested Shino asked an equally interested Gaara.

"Yep." An amused Sasuke answered before Gaara could speak.

And Neji was watching both this event play out and Shikamaru, who had turned wide eyes to Lee, Kiba and Naruto, and was now close enough to brush against Neji's cheese and guacamole laden chest if he made the slightest movement, though Shika didn't notice this.

Neji wasn't angry, far from it. It was far too easy to get a replacement shirt. Instead he was curious about the shorter male directly in front of him, who had, for some reason peaked his interest.

"Shut up you freak!" The pushed male screwed up his face as if he was disgusted.

Lee stepped back slightly.

Kiba jumped to his defense. "I dare you to say that again to his face!"

One of the cronies spoke, "You want a fist in your face tough guy?"

"Just try it!" Naruto frowned, "We'll kick your ass!"

The other crony spoke up with an abnormally bored nasal voice, "Keitaro was the world Tai Chi champion for three years running, and are you really stupid enough to take him on?"

"Shut up you spoilt, useless excuse for a person! You don't know what we're capable of!" Naruto shouted.

"I agree," Lee spoke up, "You should stop underestimating us! I think you are-"

"Look, I really don't care what you can do! And I thought I told you to shut, up, wasn't I clear!"

He accentuated this with a harsh push at Lee.

Causing Lee to stumble back into Gaara, who had predicted that would happen and had stepped out to catch him just in time.

"You know," Gaara said with slight amusement, while helping Lee stand properly, "I was the karate champion for five years running, Sasuke is slightly psychotic..." Sasuke raised an eyebrow at this, "You can't even think bad thoughts about Shino and get away with it, and you don't want to mess with Neji."

He put a hand over Lee's shoulder protectively. "But we kinda think in sync, and I know I speak for all of us, when I say, we don't like how you're treating these guys."

The three bullies plus Naruto, Lee, Kiba, Shika and the rest of the lunch room's eyes widened comically, while Gaara's smile turned feral, "And yes, we really think we can take you on."

This time Shino spoke up, his voice cold and indifferent, "So if you really value your space here at HK, we won't find you within a two meter radius of any of these guys."

"That clear enough for you?" Neji narrowed his eyes.

"Of course, Hyuuga-sama, Uchiha-sama, Aburame-sama and Sabaku-sama."

"Good." Sasuke said simply, and with that Shino grabbed Kiba, Sasuke grabbed a fussing Naruto, and Gaara and Neji steered Lee and Shika away.

Leaving the lunch rooms filled with open mouths, astonished students and flabbergasted expressions.

Once they were out in the corridors Naruto let out a great puff of air and cursed.

"Oh g-, we were gonna get our breakfast knocked out of us!"

"You!" Kiba shouted at Naruto, "You could have just let Shika run! But noooo, you just had to upset that snob!"

"It's not Naruto's fault he went to the aid of his friend." Lee commented.

"I know, that's the problem! Any of us would have done the same thing. Hell I was planning to do the same thing!" Kiba relented.

"And now I'm hungry." Naruto whined.

Gaara, Shino and Sasuke watched this with interested and amused expressions, looking back and forth between them like they were watching a tennis match.

Shikamaru shook his head at them and turned to Neji.

"I- I, have no idea how to say how sorry I am."

Neji stopped him with a pearly smile that did its job efficiently.

"It's nothing. Don't worry about it at all." Shikamaru turned into a pile of mush. His voice was like silver bells that only made the softest of noises when moved slightly.

And Shikamaru was now an official goner.

"B-b-b-but..."

Then he touched Shikamaru's chin with one finger and his thumb, smiling crookedly. "I'll see you later." Glancing up he met the inquisitive faces of six males, with a certain blond suspiciously closer than normal. (1)

Neji looked away from him and to Sasuke, Shino and Gaara. "Come on, I feel sticky."

But Sasuke, Gaara and Shino weren't leaving without a quick word to the person they were interested in.

"That was a stupid thing to do idiot."

Naruto glared, no matter how cute the insulter was, "What did you say? You wanna take me on too?"

To his utter dismay, Sasuke actually laughed at him as Naruto held up his fists and rolled back his sleeves.

"What's so funny?" He mumbled.

"Ah dobe, I'm going to have fun with you."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Sasuke didn't answer, just grinned turned and went with Neji.

"Hey, hey bastard! Come back here and say that to my face! Don't you walk away from me! Oh no you don't! Don't you turn that corner! Hey, I'm not finished yet!"

Gaara glanced down at the thin, breakable looking person beside him and grinned. He was so cute; he just wanted to pinch his cheeks and then kiss them!

"Hey?" he caught his attention.

The smaller male looked up at him with his wide, innocent, dark brown eyes.

"You know, maybe I can accidentally crash into you sometime later."

Lee glanced down, embarrassed because no one other than his teachers, family and friends spoke to him nicely. "Umm..."

"Okay I'll definitely crash into you later." Gaara winked and patting Lee on his rather firm bottom, making sure to give it a slight squeeze.

Relishing in the blush that act produced, Gaara went after his friends grinning and thought 'Oh I'll definitely be crashing into you later, preferably from behind, so that, that little bubble butt can...

Shino looked down at the fiery Kiba.

"Are you okay, you seem a little upset?"

"Upset? Well yea, I should have gotten the chance to kick that little prick's ass back to where it came from! I'd probably sic a couple of the dogs on him; it's been a longtime since they chased something other than me."

Shino put a finger to his lips. "You talk too much."

"But-mmph..."

"Don't worry; as long as I'm here, no one's going to harm you in anyway at all."

"How can you be so sure?"

Shino's lips quirked: "Because I'm Shino Aburame." He leant down to Kiba's ear, "People don't touch anything that that belongs to me. I'm very possessive, even though I haven't marked my territory yet."

With that he walked away from the tomato imitating Kiba, feeling pleasantly proud of himself.

,.~'*'~.,

When the four other males were gone, Naruto, Shikamaru, Lee and Kiba looked at each other at the same time, and then each promptly looked away, blushing down to their ankles.

Oh yeah, their lives were about to change alright, in ways they'd never dreamed of...

Got a little carried away with the NejixShika. They were just so cute.

Sooooo...that was my first Naruto fic...come on, take pity on me and tell me if it's crappy or good or needs work...

Okay, my fics are like dogs or pets if you're not a dog person, and Fan fiction is the kennel where I leave my dog for a while until I update or come to visit. And you, the readers are the feeders. Reviews are the food. If you don't feed my dog, it will starve and die and eventually have to be thrown out. You don't want that to happen, so just go on. Just take two minutes, and feed my dog:

Besides more dog food means a cuter and fatter dog (more chapters). In this case a fat dog is good...very good.