Summary: Uzumaki Naruto is the most popular kid at Kohona High school, and is dating Haruno Sakura, the prettiest girl in school! Life couldn't get any better! But, it can get worse with the arrival of a certain Uchiha Sasuke.

Disclaimer: Naruto and Company do not belong to me. If they did, then Sasuke would be all over Naruto and blondie would need a repellant. big grin

Rating: R, eventually for violence, swearing, some sexual stuff (not too bad though), self abuse, basically a bunch of things. Hehe

Warnings: This is eventually going to be a yaoi story. Means boyxboy. Yeah. Don't like it, then don't read it.

Pairings: For now SakuNaru (even though I despise Sakura), eventually SasuNaru (HELLYEAH), and as for the others, 'tis a secret!

Note: This is my first fan-fiction ever so.. if it's bad, don't beat me. It's obviously a high school fic, and if you think it's predictable, then you're wrong. Trust me. Itachi, Orochimaru, and all those great people will arrive in later chapters… I love them evil people.

Chapter One- That New Kid

"So tonight's our date, right Sakura?" A tanned, blonde haired boy peered expectantly at his girlfriend of officially two, yes two whole months. He gave her one of his well known grins, one of the ones that over took his whole face, and showed every perfect white tooth in all their glory. His girlfriend, a slim, pink haired beauty rolled her green eyes and smiled slightly.

"Yes Naruto, tonight's our date. Don't be late, okay? I won't wait around for you." She crossed her arms under her ample chest, looking at him seriously, "You know I hate it when you can't be on time. Kakashi-Sensei must be rubbing off on you more than you think!"

"Whoa! No way Sakura! I'd never be like that weird pervert teacher!" The blonde protested indignantly, obviously taking her comment as a full blown insult. Well, most people would, especially since their high school English teacher was a little… …. Alright, he was very odd. His mask covered face only allowed you to see one of his eyes, and his hair was spiked in a weird manner, not to mention silver colored. Not only that, but Kakashi also had a habit of reading porn books, during… Class. And sometimes, he read a segment or two aloud, to 'expand their minds,' and 'open them up to different types of literature'.

Pfft. Naruto knew there was no way that a story called 'Make-Out Paradise' was literature.

"Alright… I'll give you that much. But you do have your moments, you can't deny that." Sakura commented with a dry undertone. After many months of the blonde trailing after her, the green eyed girl had finally agreed to date him. She had, in no way been playing hard to get. Nope.

And her 'hesitation' hadn't been influenced by all the splendid gifts Naruto showered on her either. Not in the least. … Okay, so maybe it was nice to have him buy her everything she could possibly want. Not only that, but she enjoyed the envious stares the other girls gave her as she paraded through the school, with Naruto drooling behind her, begging her to date him.

After a full three months of 'thinking' about his offer, she finally agreed to it, and ever since then the blonde haired boy had been all over her, still giving her many gifts, and still complimenting her every second he got. Once they got together, the whole school had been in an uproar, seeing as it had been Naruto's first (the most popular boy in school's), first girlfriend. That, and Sakura was the most popular girl, which also caused the boys lusting after her to be very upset.

But Naruto, though he may be handsome, muscular, and could possibly be the reincarnation of a Greek god, was still as hyper active as he had always been, and did have a habit of being very… well let's just say not how the most popular boy in school should act. The blonde was not the class President though, no matter how many times people had claimed he should go for it. It was obvious that he would win hands down if he did so.

Yet Uzumaki always insisted that he wasn't cut out for the job, and that it would be completely and utterly boring. So, he left the position up to whoever felt they deserved it. Such as a certain Hyuga Neji, who could always command respect from the students. His cold heartedness, and stern personality could definitely be the reason for that…

The Vice President of Kohona High school was much more laid back, and some could even say he was too laid back. Nara Shikamaru was probably the worst candidate for Vice President that anyone could pick, but compared to his competition, he was a god. He had been up against Rock Lee (who could certainly run for having 'The World's Largest Eyebrows' and 'World's Ugliest Outfit'), Gaara (Lord knows why he was running, but no one wanted a 'homicidal freak' to be in charge of them), and Aburame Shino (who had way too many bugs crawling on him to make him even attempt to appear normal.)

So, Shikamaru had won hands down, despite the fact that he was an extremely lazy boy, who did nothing but watch the clouds go by and sleep. Yes, he was smart, but that didn't mean he had to use that brain wisely, did it?

Even though their school had a pretty messed up government, it moved smoothly, and everything that Neji wanted to happen, happened. No one dared disobey the milky eyed boy, with his rather long dark hair that was just as volumized as a girl's could be. No one.

Well, that could be a lie. Naruto occasionally butted heads with the Hyuga, especially when it came to the dark haired boy's cousin, Hinata. Hinata was sweet, gentle, and very shy, yet Neji had a habit of tearing into her like she was his worst enemy. Maybe he considered her to be so, but Naruto would not stand for it, considering that the shy girl was his friend, even if he found it odd that she blushed around him so much. Whenever he saw Neji and Hinata alone, he made sure to be there to defend the purple haired girl, even if it met eventually getting into a physical fight.

But today he didn't have to worry about the Hyuga, since it was Saturday. Oh, so glorious Saturday. The day that made the rest of the week look absolutely pathetic. And this particular Saturday was very special, because he was taking Sakura to the fanciest restaurant in town to celebrate their two month anniversary.

Admittedly, this would cost more money than he made at his job in three months, but some sacrifices had to be made for the one you loved, right? The blonde could steal tell that the date was going to leave a sufficient, burning hole in his already suffering wallet. Buying Sakura all that stuff had helped in getting her to date him, but it hadn't helped his money situation.

Naruto was considered most popular in school. Most of the time, the popular kids were the ones that were 'rich, beautiful/handsome, and had everything.' The Uzumaki was handsome yes, but he wasn't rich. It was far from that in fact. More really he was as poor as dirt, living in his own small, cramped apartment that he struggled to pay rent for every month.

Yet that was one secret he would never let out. Not even if he was being tortured in the worst manner possible, would he let out the fact that he wasn't as 'insanely rich' as they had thought. Luckily for him, Sakura didn't seem to notice that she was never invited over his house, and that she didn't even know the location of his home.

Right now they both were at Sakura's house, sitting on the couch and watching mindless TV that did nothing to stimulate them. If anything, they were more bored than they had been when it had been turned off. Cautiously, Naruto looked over at his angel of a girlfriend, thinking vaguely about how lucky he was. Especially since the fact that in the beginning, not many people had liked him at all, and he had been an outcast.

Well, things were great now! And there was no way he was gonna let them go back to what they had been in the beginning!

Or so he believed…

PrettyInPink has signed on at 9:00 PM.

Blonde4Eva has signed on at 9:01 PM.

Blonde4Eva: hey 4head, how waz ur date w/ Naruto?

PrettyInPink: omg it was sooo romantic ino-pig! i never knew naruto could b such a gentleman.

Blonde4Eva: did he kiss u?

PrettyInPink: ya and it was really nice. he gave me more flowers 2.

Blonde4Eva: no more chocolates huh? guess he doesnt love u so much. XD

PrettyInPink: lol u stupid pig, ur just jealous cause u dont have a bf yet.

Blonde4Eva: no way 4head! i could get any guy i wanted and u no it.

PrettyInPink: then why dont u ino-pig?!

Blonde4Eva: meybe i want naruto.

PrettyInPink: omfg no hes mine u stupid pig.

Blonde4Eva: fine 4head try to keep him from me. i no i can get him.

PrettyInPink has signed off at 9:10 PM.

Just as Naruto had predicted, the date had cost a hefty amount of cash that left him working his poor ass off all day at the ramen shop on Sunday, in an attempt to scrap some of the money spent back in. When he retired for the day, he had accumulated a sum of money that barely left a dent in what he had spent the night before.

The things he did for Sakura.

Well it had been fun, he had to admit. And he had gotten his first kiss from the love of his life. So maybe they hadn't had ramen at the restaurant; it wasn't the end of the world, right?

Psst. Yeah right. He'd almost cried when he saw that they didn't sell ramen. He couldn't even pronounce some of the fancy foods they sold at the place. Luckily for him, his date had picked what they were ordering, so he didn't have to embarrass himself. Thank you pushy girlfriend.

Beep!

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Be- CRASH!

An agitated lump of bed sheets suddenly sprouted an arm and reached out, grabbing the screaming alarm clock and chucking it rather rudely at the wall, where it shattered into a few pieces, cutting off the annoying noise. The lump snuggled into it's pillow, ignoring the fact that it's bright yellow hair was falling into his face and ticking his nose.

About thirty minutes later, the bed sheets moved again, yawning loudly and sitting up. Naruto looked around blearily, attempting to figure out his surroundings while he struggled to awaken. Okay, so he was in bed… His covers and sheets were completely askew, yesterday's clothes (and even older clothes) strewn around his small room, making it look unbelievably messy.

The blonde gave a loud yawn, showing his slightly pointed teeth, before scratching his head lazily. 'What day is it today? And why the hell didn't my alarm clock go off?' Naruto's eyes roved over his milk crate that served as a night stand, and noticed his clock was… missing. Blue eyes then shifted to the ugly dent in the wall, then to the remaining pieces of his now deceased alarm clock.

"Oh fuck!" He swore, leaping up out of bed, and getting tangled in his sheets, causing him to fall to a heap on the bedroom floor. Not only was that undignifying, but it hurt like hell too. Ignoring his pain, he scrambled into his meager kitchen, looking at the old clock he owned. It told him mockingly that he only had twenty minutes to get ready for school and get there on time.

So it might not sound like a big deal, but Naruto didn't have a car, which meant he had to walk (or in the case of today, run) to school, which was about ¾ of a mile away. He calculated the time in his head, knowing it took him ten minutes to get ready, five minutes to eat, and then fifteen minutes to get to school.

This was not going to be a good day, for Uzumaki Naruto.

And it was only going to get worse.

Oh, he hated life at the moment.

More than anything. Why did they have to move, and to here of all places. It was like hell on earth, complete with fucking demons. Yes, he did say demons. Spawns of the devil was more like it. Or maybe they were actual devils. Devil clones.

Yes. That was it.

Raven hair fell to cover smoldering, equally black eyes as Uchiha Sasuke lowered his head, refusing to meet the eyes of his new 'class mates'. The English classroom, usually buzzing with mindless chatter, was now filled with whispering voices, and curious eyes.

That was all they did. Point, and then whisper. Occasionally he caught some of the whispers, and he didn't like what he was hearing.

"Oh he's so freakin' cute! I just want to jump him.."

"I don't care if his brother's a serial killer, he's positively delicious looking!"

"I'm going to ask him to date me!"

"He's even hotter than Naruto! And that's saying something!"

Ugh. It was like this at his old school too. All the girls (and even some boys) tried to get him to date them, and even went as far as stalking him. Now the girls kept winking at him when they met his eye, and a long haired, blue eyed, blonde girl kept blowing him kisses, trying to appear sexy.

To say his life was a living hell at the moment, was an understatement.

Though he was curious about this 'Naruto' kid was. And why everyone kept talking about him as well. Apparently he hadn't arrived yet, because several kids kept looking at the classroom door, as if expecting him to burst through it. Then again, they could be looking for the teacher too, who didn't seem to be there either.

Figures.

Sick of hearing people babble on and on about him, he turned his cold, black eyes to the boy beside him, who was actually quite handsome himself, with pale skin, turquoise eyes outlined in coal black, and blood red hair. His arms were crossed over his chest, face expressionless as he stared at the chalk board with seemingly blank eyes.

"How the hell do you stand it here?" Sasuke hissed, usually not one to start conversation. The other's eyes turned to stare at him, and a small smirk quirked the red head's mouth.

"And here I thought you were a stuck up prick enjoying the attention." Immediately the Uchiha fired off an icy glare, and fell into a brooding silence that rivaled the other's. For a moment, Gaara considered leaving it at that, but the black haired boy made him curious. He was so distant… So cold… Even though everyone loved him (which was ridiculous, since he had only just arrived to the school).

Gaara felt a bitterness rising in his chest, one that he didn't crush. His eyes narrowed angrily, as he thought of how much he wanted that. To be loved. But no, because of his past, he was not accepted. Not even by Naruto, who was supposed to be so understanding, so kind.

What a fucking joke.

Who did that blonde whore think he was kidding? The whole school apparently. But Gaara knew Naruto was just as much as an outcast as he was, merely attempting to fit in. He couldn't fill the shoes of most popular; hell he couldn't even fill the shoes of a normal high school student! Yet he had the whole school wrapped around his little finger, and they thought he was so 'high and mighty.'

Sasuke was completely unaware of the inner turmoil Gaara was experiencing, and kept on his icy mask, refusing to even attempt another conversation. But he didn't have to.

"Gaara."

"Hn?"

"My name."

"Hn. Sasuke."

They left it at that then, a wave of content rolling over the two. It was a simple agreement they had come to, one that had been arrived at through the simple exchange of names. Now they both had something for one another. Respect.

All eyes turned to the door as it was ripped open, and a bedraggled blonde haired boy stumbled in, clutching his books to his chest while looking frantically around. A low cheer arose in the class, and it was obvious that everyone was glad to see the boy. Sasuke's eyes flicked over the other, assuming that he was the esteemed 'Naruto' that everyone was talking about.

"Kakashi-sensei's not here yet, so get in your seat before he sees you're late Naruto." Shikamaru reprimanded lazily, looking up from his morning nap. Naruto nodded, and went over to his seat, which was….

Taken by some one else.

"Hey, who the hell are you?" Naruto demanded, pointing an accusing finger at the black haired boy who stared coldly back, "And why the hell are you in my seat?"

"Hn."

"What are you, a caveman? I asked you a fucking question!"

"And I chose not to answer." Sasuke's smooth voice replied curtly, and he turned away from the blonde, giving him the cold shoulder. Everyone gaped at the exchange, and Naruto faltered slightly. No one had ever stood up to him before… Ever! Well he couldn't afford to look weak in front of everyone; what if they stopped liking him?! Or worse, what if they told Sakura and she stopped liking him?!

"Fine, I don't really give a damn who the hell you are. Get outta my seat!" Naruto yelled loudly, purposely making a scene. Sasuke was tempted to chuckle, but held it back, merely letting a small, amused smirk cross his face. This little blonde was awfully amusing, especially when he was made angry… The raven wondered what would happen if he pushed a few more buttons…

But he didn't have the chance, because Gaara slowly stood up behind him, pinning Naruto with his lethal gaze, causing the blonde's mouth to go dry. He did not want to challenge the red head, whom he knew could be extremely violent. Instead, he lowered his head submissively, muttering something about 'black haired bastards,' and 'fucking crazy red heads.'

When there were fifteen minutes remaining in class, the door opened once more, and a silver haired man entered, holding an orange colored book with some rather graphic images on the front. When he looked up, he saw many pairs of eyes staring accusingly at him. The man's eyes looked up at the clock behind him, and he grinned sheepishly (though you couldn't tell, due to the mask covering his face), while rubbing the back of his neck.

"You see there was this little old lady who had a heart attack and I was giving her the Heimlich..."

"Oh save it Kakashi-sensei!"

"Enough excuses already!"

"You're always late!"

"We never learn anything from this class!"

"Alright, alright! Calm down you animals! I hear we have a new student! And since he's probably feeling a little nervous, I think we should give him a nice, warm welcome!" His eye curved up happily, but his suggestion was met by silence, "Or not… Um, do you just want to stand up and tell us your name?" This time his eye was on the raven.

Sasuke really didn't want to do either, but not wanting to upset his obviously lame teacher, he stood slowly, only meeting his teacher's eyes.

"My name's Uchiha Sasuke."

Naruto's eyes narrowed from his seat, as he found out the name of his brand new rival.

'Sasuke, you're going down…'