Dealing with an Uchiha
Summary: Sakura lives an average life for a freshman in high school. But somehow, and for some reason, her life gets thrown out of whack by a simple, annoying, emotionless guy. How average can a girl's life really be when this happens? P.S. I suck at summaries, so I promise it'll be better than it sounds. :D :P
Rated T for language and other stuff you will possibly read in the future… Rating may or may not change... Possibly not again (cuz I just changed it) because I don't write naughty-naughty no-no stuffs like that. :P
*A/N: HEY! This is WarriorgirlKickingYoButt6496 here! I'm a relatively new author, so please don't hate. If you do though, I'm cool with dat. Please be patient with updates due to one simple reason: I can get pretty A.D.D. So yeah… I don't I'm that funny, so don't be surprised if there isn't really much good "humor" in here…. But… If you'd like to oppose that statement, that'd be great! :P Kay! I'll shut up now! On with the story!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything about Naruto, although it'd be cool if I did…
Chapter 1
Allow Me to Introduce Myself
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"Goddammit!" I yelled, slamming my fist onto my alarm clock.
I growled and stumbled out of bed, checking my wall clock for the time, pleasing myself with the sight of my alarm clock's crushed ruins.
'Thanks for starting me out with a crappy awakening.' I thought. Trotting happily into the bathroom, I began my daily routine.
I rushed out of the bathroom in dire need of fresh air. The bathroom was far too humid for any human to survive in for five minutes! I yanked open my dresser and pulled out a fresh set of clothes. I donned light-blue loose jeans so that I could maneuver instead of walking around like a stick like those other girls who try to look as skinny as possible, a black shark t-shirt, and a thick red sweater with fur lining along the hood even - though it was going to be hot as hell outside.
Sakura Haruno's the name - a 15-year old high school freshman of Konoha High.
I stepped in front of the mirror and quickly straightened my shirt and sweater. I went to my night stand, shoved my demolished alarm clock into a box of more demolished alarm clocks, and shoved my mp3 player and phone into my pockets. I can never survive the day without my mp3 player. Grabbing my backpack on the way out, I hurried downstairs and checked my phone.
"Holy crap!" my eyes nearly bulged out of my head. "15 minutes!" I sprinted down the stairs and ran past the kitchen. Swiping a toasted bagel with cream cheese from my sister Rin's plate, I said goodbye to my mom and headed out the door.
I usually walk to school – which takes me thirty minutes. I could bike there, but Konoha High has a history of stolen bikes. I think last year made a record with ... how many...? Oh, somewhere around 10 bikes a month. So yeah, not taking the chance. I put in my ear buds and started to run. I was extremely late - at least was about to be. As I ran, I started thinking about what we might do in class…
"Hmmm… I have English first… So usually…. Ummm…" I was so concentrated on figuring out the class schedules that I didn't even notice a shiny orange car zoom up and slowly follow me on the street. It came to a stop and before I knew it, someone had come up behind me, put their hands over my mouth and around my waist, and whisked me away into the car.
"Get the frick off me you- agh! Bloody bastard!" It was a struggle, but I managed to kick the person in the shins.
"Ugh..." my captor grunted as he dumped me in the right side of the car.
It was a nice car, to be honest - a convertible. It looked new, as I'm sure it was. I totally forgot I was being kidnapped until I heard another door slam beside me as the car started off down the road. I jumped and looked at the guy on the other side of the car. Those onyx eyes and jet black, chicken-ass-looking hair were unmistakably his…
"Sasuke." I grumbled. I glared at him, receiving a cold glance in return.
I hated this guy with all my might. He may be the son of my father's employer, but he's a bastard. I met him in kindergarten, and he was always this weird emo duck. He didn't really hang out with many people, and despite his cold attitude, his anti-socialism, and his chicken-ass hair, all the girls fawned over him. This always pissed me off 'cause I couldn't see anything appealing or pleasant about him – plus it was annoying to watch the other girls go head-over-heels for someone who didn't even seem to give a crap about his own family. He's always been an annoying emo duck brat who didn't know how to properly treat people. He practically spewed "I'm superior to you in every way." He's smart, I'll admit that, but there's a good chance that somewhere in that head of his, past his overly-inflated ego and irritatingly intelligent noggin, there's a big lump where he's just screwed up in every single way. This including idiocracy and personality defects. But it's not like he didn't already have these issues.
I glared at chicken-ass's head and then turned to see who was driving. I should have guessed it because of the color of the car, but ... sometimes I tend to ignore details...
"Hey Sakura-chan!" Naruto greeted me, looking up and grinning in the rear-view mirror.
I groaned and sat back in my seat, crossing my arms as if I were annoyed. I rolled my eyes and replied sarcastically. "Hi. Naruto."
"Oi, Sakura-chan. You look mad." He said with a pout on his face.
I sat up sharply, flailing my arms in the wind and screamed, "You just kidnapped me! And you sent that guy –" I shook a finger at Sasuke "–to do your dirty work!"
Suddenly, a laugh emitted from the front passenger's seat.
"Aah! What the hell!" I didn't know Kiba was there! He looked back at me with a sly smile,
"Would you rather have had me do it, Sa-Ku-Ra?" I felt my face heat up a bit and cool back down. I glared in embarrassment and disgust.
"NO."
"Hehehe..." he put his hands behind his head and propped his legs on Naruto's new dashboard, crossing them. Naruto brought the car to a sudden stop.
'Don't you know that's bad for the car, baka?!' I was thrust forward and my head hit the back of Kiba's seat. I hissed in pain and rubbed my unusually and disappointingly large forehead.
"Hn." Sasuke grunted in amusement. I don't know what to call it, I mean, what the heck is 'hn'?! I shot an angry glare at him, but he just ignored me and continued to snicker.
"Aw, did Haruno get a boo-boo?" He said with a fake sympathetic expression, putting a hand over his heart - psh. As if he has one.
"Shut. Up."
Naruto reached over and hit Kiba in the face with the back of his hand. He pointed at dog-boy's dirty brown shoes,
"GET YOUR GODDAMNED SHOES OFF OF MY DASHBOARD, DOG!"
"WHO YOU CALLIN' A DOG YOU BAKA?!" Kiba roared. He grabbed a fistful of Naruto's collar.
"YOU, DOG!" Naruto screamed back, grabbing Kiba's collar in return.
The two sat there, glaring at each other. Kiba growled and, strangely – not just strange, it's sort of creepy – Naruto … meowed… They immediately grimaced at each other's breaths and pulled away, gagging and sticking their heads ovr their doors to get "fresh air" - even though we were in a convertible. Kiba slowly turned his head to look at Naruto.
"Did you just meow?!" he looked completely freaked out, which was completely understandable. Naruto looked at Kiba from his position over his door and glared at him.
"So what if I did?"
I laughed. He was so serious about it!
Kiba sat back in his seat and ran a hand through his messy brown hair – which Ino-Pig found "oh-so-yummy" – and shook his head.
"You're weird, man. Just plain weird…."
Naruto mimicked Kiba, without the hair scene, and replied,
"Ditto."
Meanwhile, Sasuke and I sat in the back, just watching the two idiots fight. We sweat dropped when they suddenly started to calmly call each other weird. A few minutes of silence passed and finally, I couldn't take it anymore.
"WE ARE RUNNING LATE FOR SCHOOL! DIDN'T YOU PICK ME UP SO THAT I'D GET THERE FASTER?!" I flailed my arms in the air. Naruto jumped in his seat but slammed back down thanks to his seatbelt. Immediately, he started the car back up and began to speed towards the school.
"Actually, Kiba saw you running and told me - mmph!" Kiba slapped a hand over Naruto's mouth and pulled his head to the right in the process. He looked back at me and grinned nervously.
"I just said we may as well pick you up."
"Yeah, uhuh." I smirked.
"I know you like me." I muttered in a sing-song voice teasingly. I looked at Naruto, then at the road. Naruto and Kiba had been in the same position, the wheel leaning in the same direction as the two. Up ahead, something grew larger and larger, honking furiously.
"Naruto! Look out!"
Hehehehe. First fic so please review! I'll be writing a lot this week since it's Spring Break, but I can't guarantee a lot of updates later on in the year.
-Warriorgirl