Slow Me Down
Her tempo was arithmetic and flawless, adding a definite flare to her already appealing strut.
Ludicrous, some people would call it. But they obviously didn't know who she was.
The defined tan legs that seemed to strike down into the glossy marble floor with every step she took, pivoted to the right sharply. Leaving her spectators in awe.
Her ash black ankle high boots echoed soundly against the expensive red lockers that surrounded her at a very withy length.
She never missed a beat.
Apple green eyes flickered side to side occasionally; reading door numbers as they flew by her.
Plump sheer nude lips pursed in anticipation as the numbers seemed to keep getting smaller with every other door.
She stopped.
'Class 201' the door read in front of her.
The bell rang.
She sighed lightly, like a butterfly had just escaped her narrow throat. And bit down on her tongue unconsciously.
Her abrasive dark eyelashes tickled the small crease on her barely golden shimmered eyelids as she glanced upward at the white newly painted ceiling.
A loud snort surfaced from her petite nose as she could still see faint red letters of the words Naruto was here, believe it scrawled on the sound proof white tiles.
Her head tilted back down toward the cherry wood door, inches from her face.
Here goes absolutely nothing.
She turned the round brass door handle and stepped in.
The classroom was almost filled when Sasuke came through the door.
He instantly glided up toward his desk in the back of the room.
He slowed down to annoyed halt, stepping out of his mid stride.
He placed his right foot down angrily.
Seven squeaky wide-eyed hopeful drooling gross bitchy give-me-a-stick-and-I'll-gladly-deflate-their-new-boob-jobs-for-you aggravating over done plastic fan girls surrounded his desk in a close huddle.
He muttered a string of non-school appropriate words before grudgingly taking a stiff seat at his desk.
Squeals erupted into his ear the moment he sat down.
He rolled his eyes.
They squealed again.
All of a sudden the door slammed open very loudly, and a blond boy rolled into the classroom.
James Bond style he leaped onto the balls of his feet from the ground and took the cool guy stance, that Sasuke could only guess he had been practicing in the mirror all summer.
He held out his hands like child play guns, blowing swiftly at his fingertips.
"NARUTO…IS HERE!" he yelled, pronouncing his dramatic pause for effect.
Every single girl in the classroom cheered and clapped their hands wildly at the exaggeratedblond boy in front of them.
Sasuke grunted.
What. A. Loser.
Naruto clambered up the stairs to where Sasuke was edgily sitting, pushing the fan girls completely out of the way roughly before plopping down beside him and grinning annoyingly.
"I heard were getting a new student today," he chirped.
A new student had not arrived in Leaf Village in a very long time.
No one here was used to seeing someone they hadn't known since pre-school.
But Sasuke's ears hardly perked up.
The chances of this new student not being a fan girl or a fan boy was beginning to be impossible to come by anywhere these days
"Girl or boy?" he voice dropped a few notches than normal,
"I didn't hear that much, but I know for a fact that he or she is in our first hour."
Sasuke clenched his teeth.
I swear to god if it's another fan girl…
Their teacher walked through the door soundlessly. Carrying a stack of newspapers in his right hand and a large coffee mug in the other. His edgy blond hair swooped around his face and on top of his head as he looked around the room. His lips making a tight line of frustration and worry.
He sat down at his desk and immediately started going through files.
No one seemed to notice.
More squeals filled the room.
Naruto and Sasuke looked up to the front of the room.
Sasuke sighed irritably.
He hated Mondays.
The looming figure from the front of the classroom made it's way over to Sasuke and Naruto's desk. Casting a dark shadow over the both of them.
Sasuke's muscles tensed.
"So Uchiha, I heard were getting a new student today," the figure concluded.
Neji.
"Hn."
"I bet you 10 bucks it's a boy," Neji started.
Sasuke stared at the brown haired boy in front of him for a while, before making a bet of his own.
"10 it's a girl."
Neji held out his hand.
Sasuke smirked and shook it firmly.
The other turned around to all the fan girls behind them and flashed them a flirty contagious grin before taking his own seat behind Sasuke.
The bell rang.
Everyone scattered to there seats in a matter of counted seconds.
Mr.Hudazka seemed to miss the ringing tremor causing all of his students to shut their mouths and scamper to their seats like scared children.
Instead he held his intense hazel eyes on the opening door to his classroom, possibly containing what every rumor in teachers lounge had formed itself to be over the last few weeks.
The open windows let in a cool shifty breeze that blew over the hairs on Sasuke's neck.
But they seemed to have already found a way to stand themselves up.
What the hell? Sasuke wondered.
The tips of his ears began to produce a light buttery red glow to them.
Making the rest of his face burn in turn.
His eyes itched and watered over from the lack of not blinking.
And the back of his throat started to swell from all the spit he had gathered there.
Oh my.
She had just stepped into the classroom.
Her hair was bright and very long, just like her drawling eyelashes. Her body was perfect in every simple way. From her slightly tanned honey glazed skin, and her tight moderate toned muscles, to her long slender stomach that cascaded nicely in her tight button up blouse, that showed off a small, but noticeable amount of cleavage above the white cotton fabric.
But her eyes was what caught most of the anything but subtle attention. The soft green sea foam color that exploded brilliantly at every angle she was featured in, and freely ventured outward in light and radiance, was something that people couldn't help but talk about. And the small but visible specks of gold in them seemed to shine just as bright as her drawling smile.
But something caught his eye.
And it wasn't just the way she bite her lip when she moved from foot to foot.
It was pink…and it was in her hair?
"Hey there…you…with the pink hair…you have pink hair!" he heard Naruto exclaim from beside him, jumping up to point at the girl in the front.
Sasuke rolled his eyes.
Smooth.
"Mm hum," she barley stated while handing her records to Mr.Hudazka.
He looked them over.
"And yes it's natural," she muttered skeptically after Naruto had made his way all the way down to where she was standing to examine her messy beachy waves up close.
"Class, this is Sakura Hanuro she comes to us from the Water Country. Treat her with respect," he eyed the male portion of his class with a weary glance. "And Naruto…just…go take a seat."
Sakura.
The blond boy skipped the stairs two at a time to his awaiting seat.
Almost tripping in the process.
"She's a babe!" Naruto harshly whispered at Sasuke and Neji.
"Sakura you can sit beside…Neji," the teacher said, pointing his pen delicately at the brown haired boy with gleaming white eyes that had never left her presence since she had stepped into the room.
Neji smirked widely at Naruto's pouty face and raised his hand simply into the air for Sakura to see.
She was…stunning Sasuke would have to admit. But she was going to be another annoyance in Sasuke's life that he just didn't have time to deal with.
Neji can have her, He thought.
Every single boy in the classroom watched her walk up the stairs; whispering as soon as she had passed there row. She continued to the back row where Neji was seated.
She didn't even glance at Sasuke.
All of a sudden a crisp 10-dollar bill dropped in front of him and landed on his desk without a sound.
He didn't have to turn around to know where it had come from.
He smirked and picked up the stiff green bill.
Maybe this sakura girl wasn't all bad.
Second hour came around sooner that Sasuke had hoped it would.
He hated chemistry.
Somewhat because he hated the subject, and thought it was a useless tool that he had no interest in using in the future what so ever.
But mostly because his brother taught that class.
He growled.
His stupid must-have-everything-Sasuke-has-and-much-much-more jackass of a goddamn brother taught his stupid chemistry class.
He would rather walk into the English class five doors down from his locker, he was getting rather good with adjectives these days.
He stopped briefly at his locker, turning the black connected dial quickly, to drop off his Creative Arts textbook.
His hand slowly dropped to a lower section of his large spacey locker and dragged his large blue chemistry book up to his eye level.
"Your dead to me," he muttered darkly.
He slammed his locker door shut.
She needed to get to class.
And these stupid boys were not helping that cause.
Letting the new girl get to class on time was obviously not an option for them.
They were all talking at once to her asking her abnormal questions that they seemed to get off on.
Breathing was apparently not an option for them either.
She saw a tiny opening in the tight cluster they had made around her, which she had just named freedom.
Hello freedom, how are you today?
She reached for freedom.
Hell, she even sprinted towards freedom.
But freedom was immediately revolted into a spindling circle of boys she had already grown to hate.
She sighed deeply in frustration.
"WHO CAN SHOW ME TO MR. UCHIHA'S CHEMISTREY CLASS IN ROOM 442?" she shouted.
"I CAN!" every boy in the tight pack yelled as they raised there hands eagerly.
She had just discovered she was claustrophobic
Suddenly a hand shot out from the swarming depths of the crowd and pulled her out of the rage of screaming fan boys.
Jesus?
She stumbled a bit when the hand pushed her into a tiny corner to the side of the hallway, far enough away from her group of admires for her to relax again.
"Sakura."
She looked up.
"Yes?" she answered with a bit of annoyance in her voice.
She needed to get to class!
"Hi, I'm Neji from Creative Arts class, first period," he explained.
"…Sure," she nodded.
"I heard you need someone to walk you to chemistry."
She smiled sweetly.
"Yes, yes I do."
The hallways were almost bear when they came across the polished classroom door.
"Well this is me," Sakura acknowledged thankfully.
Neji nodded briefly before turning around to walk to his classroom right across the hall.
Hon. Calc Lvl. 4
Room 444 it read.
Lucky guy.
He stopped.
"I'll pick you up after class is done so you can eat lunch with us."
She merely raised an eyebrow towards his calm fatigue.
Before she could respond he walked into the open door across from her own.
She sighed.
Her black short shorts sauntered with her small hips as she turned into the room she would be trapped in for an hour and forty-five minutes.
She glanced at her new sidekick sitting at the top of her metallic silver bag.
Starting in…one minute.
She absently sat down.
The bell had not even rung, and yet girls and guys eagerly occupied every seat in the exposing class.
Do they like learning?
And then she turned her attention to the teacher in the front.
Oh.
"Okay class I'm your chemistry teacher Mr. Uchiha. Don't whine, drop chemicals, fall asleep, talk back, talk when your not supposed to, OR…pick on my baby brother that's sitting in the far back of the room, see him in the corner?"
Loud snickering was heard from all the guys.
And soft "awwww's" where heard from the girls who where all clustered around the front of the room.
Sakura averted her eyes from the handsome teacher that seemed to have all the girls attention to the dark haired boy in the back that had just earned a couple of loving hearty sighs from glaring coldly at the teacher in front.
She could almost hear his molars cracking from him clenching his jaw so hard.
"That's not embarrassing," she mumbled to herself
"And I'm told we have a new student joining us today," his smirk widened into a small grin as he caught her smoldering eyes in his. "This is Sakura," her name rolled off his tongue like a loose tire would a speeding car.
Her mind sped dizzily with his loose tire.
A splatter of fear pricked her flat stomach.
And a deep-set chill swept over her entire spinal cord as he took three graceful steps toward her taking her cold hand firmly in his.
"Welcome."
The bell rang.
2 minutes left.
Just don't make eye contact and he wont make another comment.
Sasuke wrote another half thought answer down on his almost filled worksheet in front of him.
He could practically feel his brother's gaze shifting over his entire stoic being, ready to exploit him on another mistake.
He had already circled his desk 8 times now.
And was working his way up to the ninth.
He glanced at the second row of students that sat hunched over there own worksheets.
Steady eyes concentrating on the impossible equations printed before them.
The pink haired girl at the end of the short row seemed oblivious to his brothers eyes on her every other second.
They would usually start staring back at Itchia by now.
Or else they would glance at me as if I'm supposed to do something about it.
He waited for her solemn glance at either of the two Uchiha's currently staring at her in the room, proving his theory that this new girl was just like the rest of them.
But it never came.
He had never really known a girl who wasn't interested in him or his brother before.
Sasuke didn't even really know how to react to this.
He shifted his gaze to the round brewn wood clock to his right.
1 minute left.
He could see her biting her lower lip roughly and glaring at her worksheet intently, scribbling down every answer she could possibly submit.
The tip of her pink eraser unconsciously touched the tip of her mouth, tapping softly on her pouty lips.
30 seconds left.
He silently closed up his chemistry book and stuffed his worksheet into the first page, crumpling it slightly from the lack of actually opening his book.
This girl was either a strictly breaded lesbian or was freshly different and kept her emotions hidden just as well as he did.
He didn't know.
But he had a small tug of an urge to find out.
The bell rang.
The lunchroom was crowded.
Empty water bottles covered the floor.
Narrow strips of pepperoni and cheese were scattered over the tables.
The tables were littered with garbage that looked like it had been there since last year, and that the people working there just never got around to picking it off.
And the lunch ladies were covered with a large amount of spit and sweat, which caressed their eyebrows and upper lips profusely.
Lovely, she thought with a grueling lurch of disgust.
"We don't sit here," a voice soothed behind her.
She jumped a little before turning around.
"Thank god," she mumbled, offering him a grateful grin.
Neji smirked back and offered Sakura his hand.
She took it cautiously.
"We eat outside," he explained as he led her to a glass door on the other side of the lunchroom.
Every single person currently in the lunchroom immediately stopped yelling at each other from across the room and ragingly stared at pink haired girl carefully avoiding their glance as she walked past their tables in a hurry.
Neji just barley acknowledged the catcalls and the whistles directed toward the untamable goddess behind him.
But instead took a tighter grip onto her feeble hand, pulling her intentionally closer to him.
She took a narrowed glance at him, but nevertheless let her drag her to a small red circler table in the middle of the school grounds.
She noticed that the people that were already sitting there from last hour scampered out of their seats and tripped over each other as soon as they saw Neji walking toward them.
She tried to hold back a smile.
What a bad ass.
They sat down.
"They should be here in a couple of minutes," Neji said.
She raised her eyes to level with his for a moment.
And then she heard a loud deafening crash behind her, before she could even begin to form any sort of question in her mind.
"Or sooner," he mumbled.
A jumpy blond came stampeding up to the table. Almost crashing into Sakura.
"HI I'M NARUTO!" the boy exclaimed loudly in Sakura's face.
"Yeah…we've kind of met."
"Your hot and all but I still have a hard time believing that that pretty head of yours isn't dyed with some sort of unnatural chemical that is causing such an uproar in global warming these days and will turn all of earths living creatures to a sad pile of polluted dust," he dignified while taking a calm seat close to Sakura.
Neji looked around the unruly large campus.
So far so good, the world was not coming to an end; Naruto was just having a moment.
Sakura nodded her head slowly, almost a little frightened.
"But Neji seems to like your hair, by the way he keeps staring at you in-."
A fist came flying at Naruto's mouth.
"Shut up," Neji seethed.
Sakura blushed.
Naruto carelessly looked over his shoulder after recovering himself from the concrete rolled ground and rubbing his jaw tenderly.
His eyes widened in a playful tone.
"Teme!"
Sakura turned around.
A dark haired boy dressed in a white styled T-shirt, and light blue jeans with rips and small paint splatters on them stepped up behind Sakura.
He was tall she noticed.
She suddenly felt incredibly short.
Embarrassed even if she were to stand up.
She could smell his faint cologne.
It almost dominated all of her senses.
Spice, mint, tealeaves, and heavy drone from artificial oxidation.
His dark eyes roamed hers as if searching for all her stored secrets that she had yet to know about herself.
"Hn."
Hot.
"Sasuke," he muttered to her.
"Sakura."
She's not fangirling…yet, he concluded.
He took a seat beside her.
Not long after another boy sauntered up to the table, his coco shaded hair was pulled back into a high spiky ponytail, his creamy skin held a worried and slightly bored expression.
Can he do that?
His baggy dark blue jeans hung to his skinny body nicely, and his tight yellow T-shirt informed her that there indeed was a heard of well toned muscles under there.
"Ino at 10," he stated, a little out of breath.
He causally looked around the table, almost spraining his neck from taking such a short double take on Sakura.
"By the way I'm Shikamaru."
He shook her hand softly as he took a seat beside Naruto.
"Sakura," she nodded.
"SASUKE, OH SASUKE!" someone shouted on the other side of the green lawn.
Everyone at the table groaned except for Sakura.
A very blond, very loud, and very smelly Barbie bounced over happily to their table.
Rubbing her small chest in between Sasuke and Sakura.
They tried not to breathe.
"Can I sit with you today?" she purred in his ear.
Neji sighed loudly.
"No."
The blond snapped her attention to Neji.
"And why the hell not?" she exclaimed.
"Because your annoying Ino," Sasuke chimed in.
Naruto and Shikamaru nodded.
Suddenly Ino turned her sharp gaze to her right; she scowled deeply and turned her full attention onto the girl that was sitting in 'her spot'.
Her piercing eyes seemed to almost sting Sakura as she moved the upper half of her body closer to her new oblivious target.
"Who. Is. This?"
Naruto smiled widely and took Sakura's shoulders in his hands moving her back into his chest.
"This is Sakura."
Ino growled.
"And what is she doing sitting in my seat?"
Sasuke sighed angrily.
"This was never your seat Ino."
"This is Sakura's seat now!" Naruto added in.
Ino stared blankly at Naruto, but quickly regained her anger and aimed it at Sakura.
"Listen here Sakura I'm prettier, smarter, better, likeabler, and prettier than you and if you think for one second that-."
"What's that smell?" Sakura asked wrinkling up her nose in disgust while pointing her glance into Ino's confused blue eyes, then to her shiny black pumps.
…That were covered in dog poop.
Naruto burst out laughing while everyone chuckled quietly holding back their smiles.
Ino puffed out her chest angrily, screaming inside her mouth in rage and frustration.
Sakura attempted her best to hold in her laughter.
"You bitch!" Ino reached for Sakura.
Sasuke instantly put his arm in front of Sakura, blocking Ino from her feverish attempts.
He turned Ino around with his hand and pushed her towards the entrance to the cafeteria.
"Go." He ordered.
Her long skinny legs stomped all the way back into the lunchroom.
They could hear the door leading back into the lunchroom shatter as Ino slammed it closed.
Everyone was silent.
"So what did you bring for lunch today Sakura-Chan?"
She grinned up at him, briefly glancing at Sasuke as Naruto was telling about his choice of ramen today.
He was looking right back.