New Story, Yay! So as always, I don't own Naruto or any of its characters. It belongs to the genius that is it's true creators. I do own Akane (My Oc) and the other original characters, tho Tsuyuki is based off an Oc of my friends.
Prologue
"And that is why the modern day morals and values, although can be seen differently by everyone, have a common theme and idea. I hope you all took notes because there will be a test tomorrow." Our teacher, Iruka, said boldly, eyeing me. I looked down at my blank paper and sighed. I was screwed, as always. "Remember, tonight's homework is to find one way your powers can be used to help others." He added, just as the bell rung for the last class of the day. "Have a great day students." I picked up my textbooks and walked as fast as I could towards the door. I was blocked by a girl a little shorter than me with light blue hair in a headband. "You didn't take any notes did you?" She asked. "No, I never take notes Tsuyuki." "I suppose you're going to ask for mine?" Her ice blue eyes that reflected her Talent looked at me sternly. "Maaaybe." "Sometimes I wonder why I put up with you Akane." She sighed. "Exams are coming up and you have F's in almost all your classes, you need to-" I cut her off. "Shut up Tsuyuki, you're starting to sound like my mom and I really don't need that." She crossed her arms. "I'm just worried about you Akane. You know that. We've been friends since forever, I just-" "Yes m'am. I'll start doing my work." I said in a mocking tone. I rushed down to my locker and opened it angrily, shoving my books in. "What's your problem?" I closed my locker to see Kiba Inuzuka. His locker was right beside mine, and like Tsuyuki, I'd known him since we were kids. "I'm just irritated, that's all. Tsuyuki was getting on my nerves." "Well, she's Water, you're Fire. It's kinda obvious that you're opposites." He pointed out. I gave him a glare. "You ready for math?" He asked, quickly changing the subject. "O please. I hate math. My average there is like a 30…something." I told him. I could see by his expression that he was trying not to laugh. "It's not funny! Just-" My sentence was cut short. "Hello Akane." I looked up to see Kimimaro, a senior, leaning against the wall with two boys, both twins, standing beside him. "Hey Kimimaro, what's up." I replied, trying to play off my huge crush on him, acting casual, but seeing him there in his white dress shirt, and tie just made him look extra yummy. I looked from him to Kiba with pleading eyes. He sighed heavily. "Fine Whatever. I'll cover for you this time." I smiled gratefully, pulling Kimimaro behind me. I stopped when we got behind the stairs, one of the school's camera's only blind spots, and kissed Kimimaro deeply. "I missed you." I smiled. "You saw me in gym." He chuckled, hugging me. "I know, but I still missed you." I kissed him again, this time he kissed me back. "I heard you were bullying kids again earlier. You shouldn't be so mean to people." "You know I can't help it. Plus, you like it when I'm mean." I teased. He pushed my back against the wall and kissed me on the neck, then moved back to my lips. "You know you shouldn't be late to class again."
I peeked through the classroom window, staring intently at Kiba, hoping he'd look up and see me. Eventually he did, rolling his eyes. He raised his hand and said something, causing the teacher to run over to her desk panicked, digging through papers, that was my break. I snuck in, opening the door carefully, and tiptoed to my seat beside him. "I didn't think you were going to be this late." He whispered. "Shhh! I know okay. I was busy." Kiba snickered. "Busy, whatever. And how exactly did you get that scar on you leg and arm?" My hand quickly went to my arm, feeling a long thin scratch. "I think it's bleeding. What have you and that guy been doing?" I elbowed him in the ribs. "Shut up. He can't help it." My face burned bright red. "Damn. If that's what happens when you guys kiss, I'd hate to see how you look after you guys f-" I elbowed him sharply in the ribs again. "Akane! Kiba! Am I going to have to separate you two?" asked, his face only a little confused when he saw me there. "Sorry. I was just asking Kiba for help on this worksheet." I smiled innocently. I guess he decided to let it go, because he just turned his back and sat down at his desk. "Smooth Firegirl." Kiba said, recovering his breathe from my last attack. "O shut up. And don't talk about Kimimaro. I like him okay." "Why? He's weird. Him and his whole family. Those twins look like something from a Stephan King novel, and the redhead's almost as bitchy as you." He muttered. "He's kind, and sweet, and considerate." "And can stab you in the heart if he gets overexcited apparently." I raised my elbow to hit him again