Okay well I have no idea what I'm doing haha oh well! :) Please read and review, this is my first story so don't be too harsh ^.^

Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto.

The campus was buzzing with excitement. The new year had just started, and with it bought emotional freshmen parents, disputes over dorms, and an abundance of squeals and "OH MY GOSH HOW WAS YOUR SUMMER?"'s. However, it had also bought with it the perfect balance of chaos and happiness that everyone was so used to at Konoha University during the semester. That which everyone had so dearly missed had returned, and thus balance was restored.

Sakura hauled the last of her suitcases out of the back of her dad's car, shutting the boot and struggling to move it out of the road and onto the sidewalk. She shifted her sunglasses off the bridge of her nose, onto her head, and beamed at her parents. "Time's gone so quickly, can you believe I'm in my second year already?"

Sakura's mother shook her head tearfully in response, while her father tucked an arm round her shoulders. "My little girl ain't so little anymore, is she?"

Sakura wrinkled her nose. "Dad, I've not been your little girl for ages…"

"I know, I know," he laughed, poking her stomach playfully. "Do you want us to wait for you while you put your stuff in your dorm? I doubt you want mommy and daddy helping you with your cases now you're a big bad second year…"

"No, it's alright, I'm going to be a while with my stuff, might as well say our goodbyes now." Sakura paused, looking first at her red-faced mother and then at her father, and then back again. "Dad, look after mom, okay?"

"You got it, kiddo."

Sakura took a deep breath and stepped to face her mom. She put her arms around the older, strawberry-haired woman, and breathed in her motherly scent once more: melted butter, detergent and air freshener. When she pulled away, her mother was crying again. "Hold it together, mom," Sakura said confidently, holding back her own tears. "I'll come back at Christmas alright?"

Her mother nodded. Then Sakura went for her dad, and practically threw her arms around him. She'd always been closer to her dad than her mom, but it was moments like this when she realised how much she loved them both. Sakura inhaled - the smell of leather and oil from the garage filled her nose.

"I'll miss you, dad." her voice was only barely audible as she murmured into his chest.

"I'll miss you more, kiddo."

"See you soon?"

"See you sooner."

Sakura giggled at his nonsense, before stepping back and giving a watery smile. "Well, off you go, I'm fine now."

Her parents each took deep breaths. In turn they kissed their daughter goodbye before getting in the car. As her father reversed out of their parking spot, her mother leaned out the window. "You have plenty of towels, don't you?"

Sakura laughed, and waved goodbye as they drove away.

The new dorm for second years was cleaner than expected. A potted plant sat on the window sill, the carpet had obviously been re-bleached, and the furniture was brand new. The small living area smelt of carpet cleaner and air conditioning, and when Sakura peered inside the bedrooms, the windows were open for the bedding to air. It was comfortable, quaint. Sakura smiled, and the door opened behind her.

Stood in the doorway were her two new roommates for the year. One was tall, impossibly thin, and had a waterfall of blonde hair that fell to her hips. As far as Sakura could see there wasn't a blemish on her body. Her small, reasonably tanned stomach was on show, as were her lean dancer's legs. However, despite her typically perfect appearance, she shot Sakura a wonky smile, and demonstrated that she was not, in fact, who Sakura had already pre-determined in her mind.

The other girl took a while for Sakura to notice, purely because she was so little and practically hid behind the other. She had pale skin, long, dark hair, and practically white eyes. She dressed plainly, but delicately, in a past-knee length skirt and plain blouse. She didn't make eye contact, but something told Sakura that she would turn out to be quite a pleasant person.

"Hiiiiiii!" the blonde chirped, striding into the room, carrying only her purse. She took Sakura by the forearms and kissed her once on either cheek. "I'm Yamanaka Ino, but you can just call me Ino, 'kay, sweetie? And who are you?"

Sakura laughed nervously. "Uh, I'm Haruno Sakura, guess we're roommates now!"

The other girl hovered close to the door, as though she was about to make a break for it any minute. However, before she could, Ino had her by the wrists and dragged her to stand between herself and Sakura. "And who're you, cutie-pie?"

The girl flushed red as a tomato, and made a small squeaking sound in the back of her throat that sounded a lot like, "Um, my bags…".

"I'm sorry, what's your name? You'll have to speak up, I'm deaf as anything, hun!"

"H-Hyuuga Hi-Hinata!" she squeaked again, this time marginally louder.

"Well then, that's all well and dandy, isn't it?" Ino hooked her arms around both girls' necks, and swung them round to face the door. "Yamato! My bags, please! And bring Hinata's in while you're at it!"

An ashen faced man heaved a luggage cart into the room, piled high with at least 12, pastel pink suitcases. Sakura inwardly cringed for Yamato's sake as he looked witheringly at the blonde, turned on his heel, and began carting in Hinata's own baggage.

"Thaaaaaaanks, Yamato, you're a doll!" Ino winked at him, unhanding her roommates to slip a bill into Yamato's breast pocket. He nodded once respectfully, and left without a word.

"Come on, girlies," Ino turned back to them. "We're gonna have to get to know one another, right?"

"Uhh…I guess –" Sakura began.

"And what better way to do that than go boy-spotting together? Am I right or am I right?" she shrugged cheerfully before turning on her heel and flouncing out of the door, an obvious sign that she was to be followed.

Sakura and Hinata just exchanged The Look and followed close behind their flamboyant new friend.

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