Well, this is the sequel I promised. Reviewing my plot line made me realize that there's actually more Sasusaku and the other pairings here than the original RSR. (Wrong place, right?) Well, without further ado, the story.
AND BEFORE ANYONE FLAMES THIS STORY, I PUT THIS IN THE KAKASHI/ANYONE CATEGORY MEANING THIS IS AN OC STORY. IF YOU FLAME THAT SHE'S A MARY-SUE, THINK BEFORE YOU FLAME. YOU DON'T HELP ANYONE BY TELLING THEM WHAT THEY ALREADY KNOW. I DON'T BITCH ABOUT CONSTRUCTIVE CRITICISMS BECAUSE THEY HELP PEOPLE. I BITCH ABOUT FLAMES BECAUSE THEY SHOW HOW IGNORANT YOU ARE FOR WASTING YOUR TIME AND THE AUTHOR'S FOR HAVING TO READ YOUR GARBAGE. IF YOU WANT THE MARY-SUES TO STOP, SPECIFY WHAT THEY HAVE TO CHANGE TO FIX THE PROBLEM INSTEAD OF WHINING AND CALLING THE AUTHOR A STUPID WHORE!
(As you can see, this has been building for a while. I will repost this rant for everyone to see because instead of bitching what you don't like and leaving it there, be a constructive reviewer and actually leave something that will help the author correct their mistakes. Only two people have left constructive criticisms on that and while I couldn't apply it as much I wanted with the RSR brand, I have applied it elsewhere and improved myself as a writer. Basically, leave a good review because it tells the author that you actually care about the story. If you can't remember this, I've created a catchy slogan: Stop the Mary-Sues. Leave a good review.)
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Key: "talking"
'Thinking'
'Inner'
Song
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Ch.1: So the Gang's all here
A shadow passed over the window while the sun rose, a rhythmic breathing accompanying the coming of day. A girl smiled, basking in the warmth of her bed and let a content sigh pass her lips. Yes, all was right with the world.
Bzzt. Bzzt. Bzzt!
The girl shot up in bed, hair mussed and eyes in a half-lidded daze. "Huh? Wha?"
A blond girl exited the shared bathroom, a toothbrush in her mouth. "Finally, you're awake," she said brushing vigorously. The girl turned to the blonde. "Oh, hi Temari-chan."
Temari rolled her eyes and watched the girl fall back to sleep and sighed. Walking over to the bed, she took a look at her serene face and smiled before going back to the bathroom. Coming back shortly after, she grabbed the edge of the girl's comforter and yanked it back and doused her with the glass of water in her hand, leading to some very interesting results…
"Cold! Cold!" she screamed as she bolted up. Taking a good look at the large wet stain on the front of her tank top, she sent an annoyed glare to her friend. "Dammit Temari!"
Temari grinned, looking very much like Anko so many years ago when she came to do that morning wake-up call. "What are roommates for, cuz? Besides, we got plans. Last day of summer, remember?"
Her cousin rolled her eyes and groped for the hair tie she left on her nightstand. Reaching up, she tied her hair into a ponytail. 'Is it really time for school already?' Giving her roommate a murmured explanation about going to the bathroom, she went inside and locked the door.
After hopping into the shower, she stared at her reflection as she brushed her teeth. Not much had changed for Megumi since leaving high school. Her hair was still long, after arduous years of growing it back after cutting it the first year she got to college. Fresh start, it may have been, but it was still a pain seeing how it got into her face every chance it got. Besides the hair, she, like every other female she was friends with, grew taller and had finally gotten more curves, namely a bigger chest. Unfortunately, it garnered more unwanted attention, but hey, better than being flat.
She smiled wryly to herself in the mirror. If the girls knew what she was really like, they'd never look at her the same. Hinata would probably faint on the spot, something she hadn't done in years. Gently chiding herself for her slightly sadistic thoughts, she spat out the minty but foul-tasting foam from her mouth and rinsed before reentering their shared dorm.
The dorm wasn't that much of a deal, even if they were at the famous Konoha University. Just as Fire Leaf high was (if you got down to the bare bones) just a high school, Konoha U was just a college. Two beds, one loft and one regular, two desks, two computers, a large dresser, a mirror, a nightstand, and a shelving unit. Somehow, they managed to get a t.v. in here, but Hinata and Tenten's cute factor were not to be underestimated. The housing adviser just couldn't say no.
As Megumi ran over to the closet, she pulled out a pair of shorts and a baby-blue T-shirt. As she tried to pull on her shoes, her ankle bent to the side and she fell backwards. After landing in her bed, her cousin looked down at her disapprovingly and she let out a sheepish chuckle before Temari rolled her eyes and climbed into her loft bed. Grabbing her wallet from under her pillow, she climbed back down the ladder.
"Come on, squirt. We're late."
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Bright laughter mixed with the other sounds the park had to offer that day. A bicycle rode past the multitudes of trees and past a group of faces.
"Where are they?!" the blonde male whined. A raven-haired boy cuffed him, his body tense with anger, but then again, after listening to Naruto whine like that for a full twenty minutes, you'd probably get testy too.
"Shut up, dobe. You're being annoying."
The blond glared and looked to another friend for help. "Sakura-chan!!!! Teme's being mean," he whined, earning another blow to the head from the raven-haired boy's girlfriend. Obviously, the gods weren't shining on Naruto today.
"Shut up, Naruto," she said through gritted teeth.
As Naruto nursed the two lumps on his head, the others laughing or smirking at him, Hinata smiled softly at him before wrapping her arms around him and kissed them. Naruto blinked and smiled at his girlfriend before kissing her lips tenderly. Hinata smiled against him and kissed him back, both lost in their own little world before—
"Yes! This is the power of youth!"
The two separated abruptly as Sakura, Ino, and Tenten berated Lee on his impeccable timing while their boyfriends, Neji and Sasuke settled to watch, Shikamaru just lazing about under the shade of the tree.
Shikamaru looked around the park near the university. 'Where is she?' he thought and let the word 'troublesome' escape his lips.
"Are you saying I'm troublesome?!" Ino snapped. Shikamaru flinched and gave her a noncommittal 'no.' Apparently, the answer had pleased her because he wasn't getting slapped which meant trouble from his own girlfriend later. It really sucked being him. If it wasn't Temari whipping him into shape, it was Ino keeping him on his toes. Sure, she and Sai were on the 'off' portion of their off-and-on relationship, but really, did she have to take it out on him?
"Troublesome," he muttered to himself, only to find a searing pain in his left cheek. She was certainly in a foul mood today.
"Ino! Stop hitting my boyfriend!"
Ino whipped her head around. "Well, tell him to stop calling me names!"
"You don't have to hit him!" Temari shot back as Megumi slunk off to the side to Shino and Shikamaru.
"Really, I thought we got past acting like four-year-olds. Guess I was wrong," she said, Shino and Shikamaru nodded in agreement.
After a few minutes, when the screeching got too much, Sasuke and Sakura separated the two like usual and the two sat steaming on opposite sides of the tree. Shino relaxed under the shade of the tree when Megumi tapped him on the shoulder. "So, I heard you have a fiancée, what's she like?" The group suddenly quieted, their ears piqued for word of this new fiancée.
Shino sighed. "Hell if I know. Apparently, this was an arranged marriage our parents set up when we were kids. I hate it. If I marry, I want to choose the person on my own, not have them strapped to my side because of a stupid agreement made before I was born," he said irritatedly. He was getting letters from his parents for the past year about the girl. He didn't care that she was the heiress to a major company. Sure, if he was still in high school, he might have given her a chance, but he had changed during college. He'd become more outspoken and this was something he was strongly against.
'Knowing them, they picked out some demure girl with no capability of thought. Hopefully if I have to marry her, she has half a brain.'
Footsteps crunched in the grass and the gang looked up to see a strange girl. She had shoulder-length raven hair and ice blue eyes. Judging by her looks, she was about Sakura's height. "Shino-san?"
Shino quirked a brow up. How'd she know his name? "Yes?"
The girl seemed relieved. "Thank Kami. I've been looking all over for you. I'm Ikeda Chieko, your fiancée. Your mother told me you were attending school here and I asked the housing manager where you were and he said you were probably here," she said smiling demurely.
'Great. Thanks a lot, mom. She's just what I didn't want.'
Brushing the grass from his pants, he stood and stared down at her. "Look, just because my parents said that I had to marry you, doesn't mean I'll like it. From the looks of it, you have no real intellect and only good as a housewife," he said earning a searing pain in his left cheek.
Shino stared at the girl in surprise while she glared at him, her face flushed. "You fucking ass; don't you talk down to me! I don't really like this arrangement either, but my parents said you were a great guy so I came here trying to be civil and give you a try, but you just had to turn out to be a chauvinistic pig! Well, you know what? Screw you, jerk!" she screamed.
She stomped away, leaving deep-set footprints in her wake while the group stared at her in disbelief. Shino stared wide-eyed at her shrinking figure, his mind blank as he held his hand to his red cheek, but he did manage to register Megumi's remark.
"You know, I think I like her."