Utakata didn't need an introduction when he walked into the room. He was already sure that many of the kids felt threatened by him. Afterall, he was at the top of his class since he was seven years old and had a bigger ego than anyone had ever seen. It was only fitting that he eventually decided to pursue a career in business and marketing.

He was like any good businessman; forceful, serious, and quick mouthed. He also hated stupid people. That was his one pet peeve. Stupid people pissed him off, but it seemed those idiots had been weeded out in his first year of college.

He was now in the middle of his second year and while the college life seemed to be fun for everyone else, Utakata really hated it. He didn't see all the hype in being a sophomore in college. All of his peers were running around saying 'we made it past freshman year, time to drink it up.' Utakata had other things to worry about like work and a GPA.

He was never afraid to speak his mind or tell anyone how he felt. That was his biggest problem, but one of the things that made him the most honest person he knew.

So just like the frank person he was, he didn't mind lecturing his roommate on the importance of covering food up before you put it in the microwave. What was this kid, stupid?

His roommate's name was Mangetsu, a swimmer who enjoyed doing whatever he wanted, when he wanted. He didn't have a high IQ, and Utakata was sure if he wasn't one of the best on the swim team, he would be tossed out of the college on his ass.

"Has your mother ever taught you about a little invention called the 'microwave.'" Utakata frowned at his roommate, who sat on his bed nude; the only thing covering his thin frame was the corner of his cover, which fell between his legs.

"I mean yeah, but I didn't think that soup would pop all over that microwave." Mangetsu scratched his platinum blond hair. "Why don't you loosen up a bit or something? No need to be so serious all the damn time."

"It's serious when your roommate always walks around with his junk out and can't cover up his food in the microwave. Every time I open it, there's load and loads of God knows what caked inside of the microwave."

"It's fuckin' seven in the morning. Can't we talk about this at a more sensible time?" Mangetsu reached down and scratched his manhood.

"Fuckin' disgusting." Utakata groaned and walked out of his roommate's room. "By the way it's not seven o'clock it's one PM." He stomped back into his room and snatched his backpack from his bed. He had to be at his advertising class at one thirty.

On his way to class, Utakata remembered something. In addition to idiots, stupid people and morons, another thing that he absolutely despised was group projects which was something he'd be working on in his next class. Group projects were always near the top of his hate list under morons and idiots because he'd always have to work with a stupid person or someone who didn't live up to his wasn't anything wrong with being better than the rest of the competition was there?

Utakata had always had the best group projects since he was in the first grade. Hell. He even had to upstage all the kids for show and tell. While they brought in dolls and Legos, Utakata brought in birds and animals.

He walked out of his apartment building wearing a pair of jeans and a black sweater. It was mid fall and the weather had turned into a cloudy, crummy mess.

"FUCKIN riot." Two idiots on skate boards yelled as they passed Ukataka, almost knocking him off the sidewalk.

"Watch where you're going!" Utakata shouted at them as they laughed about being idiots and doing stupid shit.

This is why I hate college. These people are just adult babies.

When he arrived to his classroom, he wasn't at all surprised to find that he was the first one there and he wasn't bothered by it in the least. Being the first one there meant he had the freedom of choosing where to sit which wasn't a hard choice. Utakata always sat in the back in order to tune out the clamor of the idiots surrounding him.

It was 1:20pm according to the clock above the dry erase board plastered in the front of the room. Class doesn't start for another ten minutes, he thought and turned his attention to his phone where he pulled up a website for his favorite nature reserve. According to this one article, a new aviary being constructed was expected to be complete by Christmas break.

He was focused on his screen when students began filling the classroom, some walked in texting, some laughing and giggling alone (weirdos), and one girl was even on the phone having a full conversation.

"Itachi bro." Here came the classroom idiot, Shisui Uchiha. Shisui was a pretty nice guy. That didn't make him any less annoying and someway somehow he picked the same major as Utakata and they shared four classes together. If that didn't annoy him enough, the guy had to sit by him too.

"Shisui not now." Itachi stated. Itachi Uchiha was a freshman who didn't seem to care much about Shisui's long tangents during the seventy five minutes they spent in class. Utakata was impressed by how smart Itachi was, he had tested out of most of the pre requisites and did some college classes in high school -so he was technically a sophomore.

"Why not Itachi? I need you to do this for me." Shisui groaned.

"I'm not going out to a party with you." Itachi said. "I'd rather spend my nights spooning my eyes out. Slowly."

"Oh Itachi why so morbid, man?" Shisui sighed. "You never want to do anything fun. I'll ask Kisame and see what he says."

"Hitting up the town with your roommate and underage drinking," Itachi seemed to ponder on the idea for a moment. " sounds like a blast and jail time."

"You don't know how to have fun." Shisui complained.

Utakata didn't know why the hell he was listening, but he didn't have anything better to do. It wasn't like they were having a boring conversation either.

They continued to talk; Shisui tried to get his cousin to go out and "enjoy" college life, and explained how much fun they could have and they could meet other angsty college kids.

Utakata was glad when the professor walked in and caught everyone's attention because now he didn't have to listen to Shisui and his cousin talk about going out to a party.

"Hello, how are you guys?" Mei Terumi smiled as he she flipped her long hair over her shoulder, Utakata almost laughed at the shy boy in front, Choujuro. The boy gawked at her like she was a goddess sent from heaven.

Utakata continued to laugh silently Mei began to tell them about her weekend. Every week it was the same three topics: there wasn't any good men in the world business writing, and her going out alone. This weekend she said she found herself at the beach (probably in search of men).

"So now let's get to the main event," Mei smirked as she ran her fingers through her fiery locks, "the group project. I always loved doing group projects when I was in college,"

Good for you. Utakata thought bitterly.

"especially when the professor assigned us to complete the project in pairs,"

So you could make googly eyes at your male companion?

"because it prepares you for when you graduate to the real world and get married - which is a union, or a partnership."

Get on with it already. Only she would relate a group project to marriage.

"However," she sighed, "since we have an odd number in the class, I think I'm going to have you work in groups of three. How sad...three's a crowd."

The class was silent as she continued on her endless rant.

"So I will let you guys pick your groups this time." She said, "and don't leave anybody out. It's mean. Everyone deserves someone. Everyone has their time. Their time to find someone to love and hold and never let go. Then all of a sudden you become clingy and they change their number and tell you they want nothing to do with you. Then you're alone and there goes your dreams of wearing a white dress. A white dress…"

This woman was very entertaining.

"Oh excuse me." She straightened her hair and stared at the class, wearing a light smile. "I don't know what came over me at that moment. Maybe I saw a movie or something the other day…Heh…"

"I think our teacher could benefit from some sex and that's how you'll end up Itachi if you don't go out and live while you're young." Shisui joked. Utakata rolled his eyes, tired of Shisui's voice.

"Hush." Itachi responded. "I'm sure I won't end up like our teacher. I don't place such a high value on marriage."

"God Itachi are you like this all the time? All angry and depressing."

"Alright how about we get back to it?" The professor tried to steer the class away from her rant. "Let's pick our groups."

Within moments Utakata was speechless as all the other classmates got together in groups. He was still alone. Dammit. That's what he got for not making nice with all the other students over the course of the first six weeks.

"Hmmm…" Utakata looked around for an available person. Each group seemed like they had a team of three already.

"Hey." Utakata turned to face a familiar voice that wore a light smile on his face. "Would you like to partner with me and Itachi?"

"Oh…" Utakata didn't want to be mean, but they weren't the ones he wanted to partner with. Although Shisui seemed to do well in class, he didn't strike Utakata as being one of the brightest students. He lacked common sense and that would drag Utakata down along with his grade.

"C'mon we could have fun and party hard. I mean, with books of course, and you're like in three of my other classes so we can communicate easily." They hadn't said much of anything to each other, yet he'd noticed him? "C'mon what do ya say?"

"Okay." Utakata looked at it this way. Either he grouped with them or he waited and group with some other losers in class. At least Itachi was in this particular group and he was smart, so…

"Good now we have three people Itachi." Shisui smiled at his cousin who didn't seem to care if their third group member was a chair or a crumpled up wad of paper. "This is going to be the best group project ever." Shisui was always so hopeful about something, at least that was what Utakata had observed from listening to all his conversations. Not that he wanted to, but Shisui always took a seat near him so it was hard to tune the imbecile out.

"We should probably exchange phone numbers and email addresses." Shisui declared and patted his person for something to write with. "Itachi, do you have a pen or a pencil or-?"

"So what's your name?" Itachi asked Utakata, a pen and paper already in hand.

"Utakata." He said with a blank expression. He didn't know whether to smile or be endearing. He wasn't good with emotions so he found it better to be expressionless.

"So let's exchange information." Itachi got down to business while his cousin was grinning, probably thinking of ways to turn this group project into some sick friendship.

They quickly exchanged information, during which Shisui tried to give him information to Itachi as a joke.

"Very funny." Itachi didn't have a smile on his face.

"HaHa..It's funny because you already have it." Shisui began to laugh.

So immature.

"We're going to have so much fun, Utakata." Shisui beamed. "It's going to be us three against the world!"

"Sounds delightful." Utakata inwardly rolled his eyes. How could he be so excited about something as mundane as a group project? Utakata was sure Shisui had done one before, but the way he was acting it seemed he'd never heard of the concept. And he just assumeed Utakata was going to be his friend and be all "yeah it's us against the rest of the bitches in the class?" Seriously.

"Alright now for the details of the group project." The professor said. She explained that they had to come up with a product and pitch it to the class and market it. She wanted them to compare it against other competitors and explain why their project was the best and why the consumer should buy this product. "See it's like when you go out on a date and you have to pitch yourself to the other person because they know nothing about you. It's hard and sometimes it can be a hit or a miss. I've had to fail people, but I only fail people who fail to complete the assignment with all the necessary requirements, such as research and etc."

"We're going to get an A." Shisui rubbed his hands together like he had a plan.

"Alright. I'm going to let you converse with your groups for a while and then you're dismissed for today." She said.

Utakata turned his attention to Shisui and Itachi.

"So do any of you have ideas for a product?" Shisui asked. "Maybe we could do like a laptop or a phone…there are so many possibilities." Utakata stopped listening after the word phone

"No. Maybe we can think of some between now and next class period and talk about some?" Itachi suggested. "If that's alright with guys?"

"Yeah." Utakata said. "I'll give it some thought and see what I come up with."

"Alright well I'll see you Thursday." Itachi said.

Utakata gathered his things, ready to go. He couldn't wait to get back to his apartment. This was his last class today, afterall.

The happy one, Shisui, approached him. "Hey um…well since we're going to be working together. I was wondering did you want to go out tonight, you know I like dancing, college fun. I'm trying to get my cousin to go, but he's a stick in the mud who wants to study."

"I don't think so." Utakata shrugged. "I'm busy tonight." Did I say something that made him feel so comfortable to ask me to join him in his rendezvous.

"Some other night then?" Shisui imposed.

"I don't know when I'll be free." Utakata said. "Catch ya later." Utakata walked off, leaving Shisui and his cousin behind. He had better things to do than go out with Shisui.

He most certainly didn't want to 'catch Shisui later.' He would rather not to talk to him until the next class session, but sadly he had his number and email address and they had other class periods together.

IDDI~

So what did you think?

This story was inspired by a conversation I had with a friend. They were asking me about potential people for Shisui and it took us a while to pick one. Over the course of picking name Utakata came up and although they didn't think it fit, I did, and here we are now. They said it was nice to see Shisui with someone other than the Uchihacest and I agree ;).