Chuunin Academy

A/N: Hello to you all once again! I have come back with a high school-ish fic. 'Cept it's the Chuunin Academy! n-n And they all have different clothes. .-. umm…yeah. I'll update when I can, which will hopefully be soon. Durned vision.

Disclaimer: I ate Naruto. No really, I did. In a little bowl of ramen. XD

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"Urrrrrgh…" someone mumbled from underneath the covers. "Shut up you damn clock." And with that, she attempted to ram the innocent object through the wall. 'Hey, how come it won't budge?' Giving in, she opened an eye and stared at the clock. "Oh yeah, I glued it down with super glue last night." She sighed.

Now don't get her wrong – Tenten loved to be a ninja. It was going to another Academy that had her down. Just when she had thought her Academy days were over…Old man Sandaime had to go and make a Chuunin academy. 'Well, at least it gives instant access to the exams…'

Tenten was a plain, simple girl, hard-working but never noticed, and never noticing. She got up from bed and changed into a loose fitting gray T-shirt and dark blue pants. For added warmth, she put on a back sweatshirt. She grabbed her Konoha forehead protector and tied it around her head – her hair unusually pulled back into a low pony tail. She slipped on her ninja sandals, and with that, she was out of the house.

Jumping across the rooftops, she spied many ninja all heading the same way she was. 'The Chuunin Academy is gonna be crowded, huh? Well, I guess that's expected since the younger kids from the regular Academy are coming, too. Oh boy…'

She hopped down in front of the school's gates and pulled her hood over her head. She never really did liked being noticed anyway. She passed through the doors and came to view a hoard of girls surrounding a boy. He had dark eyes and a piercing glare. His hair was black and somewhat resembled that of a chicken's rear end.

Tenten rolled her eyes. Popularity. It was something she found stupid and useless. I mean, if you're so well known, sure it's great, but then when you go on a mission, the enemy will probably have studied about you, too.

Tenten stood in the exact some spot. Multiple girls on their way to the school immediately made their way to the boy. Tenten sighed as she walked by, not giving the boy a second glance. She'd just head off peacefully to the head off to her class.

'Arg…how many girls are there?!' he thought, clearly annoyed. He was currently leaning against a wall at the entrance to the school. He wore a blue shit with a semi-high collar, his clan's symbol emblazed on the back and a clean pair of white shorts. His bangs covered his face and he wore a blue Konoha forehead protector as well.

He was surrounded by multiple girls, all staring at him to no end. He sighed. And that's when he spotted someone in a black sweatshirt. Whoever it was had a clear face, devoid of any feeling in particular. Bangs were hanging in front of their face. Sasuke looked down at the person's attire. Black sweatshirt and dark blue pants. A trace of gray was visible underneath the sweatshirt, too. The person stuffed their hands into their pockets and walked off…and that's when he caught a better glimpse of their face – this person was a girl. A girl who walked past him without even looking. He smirked. This would be interesting.

He walked down the streets of Konoha, casually eating a pork bun. He had eyes as clear as the morning sky. He was dressed in plain clothes: a white T-shirt underneath an open, light brown jacket. His shorts were a darker shade of brown, much like his hair color. As many other students, his Konoha forehead protector was tied around his head.

The boy turned and faced his new 'educational facility'. It wasn't like he wanted to be here anyway. He heard girlish giggling from behind him. 'Great. More girls,' he thought disdainfully. He really hated having people watch him. He finished his food and stuffed his hands into his pockets, entering the school. He eyes another boy being harassed by a large group of females. He didn't even bother looking a second time. What didn't concern him, wouldn't concern him.

He closed his eyes and proceeded along the path towards his designated location, otherwise known as his classroom. As he passed by multiple Jounin instructors, he heard low whispers that usually included the word 'prodigy'. "Tch," he spat. He was irritated about all this 'prodigy' talk. How long would it be until they all just shut up? He felt like he was going to hate this year…and yet he felt this unknown twinge in his stomach that seemed to tell him otherwise.

A/N: Yeah, so it's the intro to the main story and main characters. The real fun starts soon. I hope you find this new series interesting. Until next time! – Shikyo Yaiba

Extra Note: I have deleted Neji Gaiden. The storyline just wasn't working for me anymore, and I felt like the rest of my writing stunk. If anyone wants to do something like my old idea, go right on ahead. Sorry to those who enjoyed the story. I just couldn't continue it anymore.