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Hinata, who someone could describe as calm, gentle, kind, caring…the list could go on, was anything but those things at the moment.
"You baka!" she cried, hitting her companion on the head rather violently, currently showing no value in their lives considering they were moving pretty fast on a motorcycle.
Many people would describe her companion, known as Sabaku no Gaara, as cold, calm, distant, as well as scary, emotionless, even evil.
Right now he was just feeling annoyed as the hit to his head caused him to swerve in the opposite lane. An oncoming car blared its horn as he quickly returned to the correct lane.
"You know," Gaara stated calmly as if they weren't almost in an accident, "trying to get us killed isn't gonna make us get to school any faster."
"Well, if you had let Temari-chan handle the situation, we wouldn't have this problem!" Hinata tightened her grip around Gaara's waist and buried her face in his back.
He sighed as he turned into the Kohonagakure High School Academy (Konoha High for short) parking lot, slowing down and finally coming to a stop.
Gaara was about to turn around, only to freeze as he watched a blue blur fly past the bike.
Hinata turned her head, though she didn't stop running towards the school. "Come on, Gaara-kun!" She yelled, "The bell already rang!"
Gaara smirked as he walked after her. Seriously, how could someone be so excited about school? But that was Hinata for you.
Uchiha Sasuke growled in aggravation as he walked down the hallway towards his homeroom. He was late…again. He really needed a new alarm clock…or maybe he should stop spending so much time in the –
Sasuke was cut off from his thoughts when he was roughly pushed in the shoulder by a blue blur.
"Sorry!" it yelled as it turned the corner of the hallway, disappearing from his view.
"Che," Sasuke grumbled as he turned in the opposite direction and headed towards the first door on his right.
When he opened the door, Sasuke had to physically restrain himself from slapping his forehead. He could have been half an hour late and he still would have been early!
"Hi Sasuke-kun!"
"Sasuke-kun!"
"Sit next to me, Sasuke-kun!"
"No, me!"
"He doesn't want to sit next to a whore!"
"Who are you calling a whore, slut!"
"You, bitch!"
The person of topic just sighed and walked towards the back of the room where his 'friends' were.
Towards the back was his 'best friend', Uzumaki Naruto. He was sitting on top of a desk, wearing black jeans and an orange hoodie. He was currently talking with another of his friends, Nara Shikamaru. Well, it was more of a one-sided conversation, considering Shikamaru had his head down and his eyes closed…and he wasn't responding.
Sasuke finally reached the back, pushed Naruto of the top of his desk and proceeded to sit down. Ignoring the curses coming from said blonde, he took a page from Shikamaru's book and closed his eyes as he leaned his head back.
"Hey, teme!" Naruto growled in his throat when he noticed that Sasuke was purposefully ignoring him. He kicked his leg out to try to get Sasuke to slide down, only to be blocked. Deep blue met glaring onyx.
"What?" Sasuke asked, annoyed.
Naruto ignored the tone. "Did you hear anything about the new students?"
"Don't know. Don't care."
"Oh, come on," the blonde whined. "You got to at least be curious. It's a guy and a girl." He smiled mischievously as he leaned forward, pretending it was top secret, "and I heard that the girl is pretty hot." Naruto laughed when he was roughly pushed back.
"Dobe, I don't give a -,"
"Good morning, class," a smooth voice rang out, silencing the students and making them unconsciously head toward their assigned seats. "Sorry I'm late. A black cat crossed my path so to avoid bad luck, I took the long way here." The teacher had gray-spiked hair (though he appeared to be in late twenties) that defied gravity and mismatched eyes, one a deep grey and the other a piercing red with a scar going right through it ("A birth defect," he says). The weirdest thing about him, however, was the fact that half his face was covered, always.
"You're such a fuckin' liar, Kakashi-sensei!" Naruto shouted.
"Language, Naruto-kun," Kakashi stated, not even looking in his direction. "One week detention."
"Aw, damn it!"
"Two weeks."
Sasuke smirked. "Tch, idiot."
Naruto frowned. "Shut up, teme. I bet by the end of the day, you'll be joining me."
"Hn."
Kakashi looked at his attendance sheet and then looked up. "Well, my precious class, it seems that we have two more students." He looked around the classroom and shrugged. "Hmmm…they're not – . Ah, there you are. I thought there were two of you…oh well, go ahead and introduce -.
"Wait," a deep voice interrupted, "You didn't see anyone else come in here?"
"No, but -," Kakashi stared at the empty doorway. He looked at his class to see them looking as bewildered as he felt.
Then all hell broke loose. Girls were squealing and laughing about how mysterious and handsome the new student was, while the boys seethed in envy. School just began and the new kid was already skipping classes.
Naruto smiled carelessly but his bright eyes were unusually sharp. He turned towards Sasuke and Shikamaru.
Sasuke had sat straight up when he laid eyes on the new student. His face was blank but his hands were clenched around his desk, his knuckles white from gripping it so hard.
Shikamaru was awake. That in itself was enough to alarm them. He always slept (or at least pretended to) through Kakashi's class, seeing as the laid-back teacher let them run wild while he read his soft-porn.
The three boys shared a look before turning their heads back to the doorway with one thought running through each of their minds.
I've seen him before.
(Meanwhile)
I'm so late! I'm so late! I'm so late!
That was the thought replaying through Hinata's mind as she hopelessly tried to find her homeroom class. I wonder if I turned the right way…the number is – ah! Here it is.
"208," she huffed as she turned the doorknob and entered the classroom. "Sorry I'm late, sen-," Hinata stopped mid-sentence when she looked around the classroom, "-sei?"
Was it her or did her fellow students look a couple years younger? Well, she was sixteen...maybe they put her in the wrong class accidentally.
"-help you? Excuse me?"
Hinata blinked to see the teacher (and the students) staring at her. She flushed deeply. "I-I'm sorry, sensei. Can you repeat that?"
The man looked to be in his mid-twenties with a noticeable scar across the bridge of his nose and warm brown eyes. His smile seemed friendly, though at the moment, it was more sheepish than anything.
"I asked if you needed any help. You seem lost."
Hinata blinked and then blinked again before turning an interesting shade of red.
"A-ano…" the bluenette stammered, suddenly shy, "You wouldn't, by any chance, be…" she looked down at her crumpled schedule. "Kakashi-sensei, would you?"
Her eyes widened when she heard snickers coming from the students. The teacher sent them a stern glare before turning back to Hinata. He smiled kindly. "I'm sorry, I'm Iruka-sensei and this is the freshmen homeroom."
"…"
Iruka frowned slightly. He was starting to get a little worried with the way the young woman was just staring blankly at him.
Hinata felt like she was going to black out at any moment. Man, this was so embarrassing! About to comply with her body, she felt a strong arm wrap around her waist pulling her towards a hard chest. Still a little dizzy, she looked up to see her savior…looking very amused. She sighed. He wasn't going to let her live this one down.
"Ano…"
Both Hinata and Gaara looked at Iruka. "Do you know him…?"
Oh! "Hinata, Iruka-sensei," She bowed briefly. "And yes, this is Gaara; we're the new students here."
Iruka looked towards Gaara meeting intense aquamarine.
"Well," he appeared a little startled, "I can show you where the class is, if you like -,"
"That's alright," Gaara interrupted. He ignored the way the girls gasped at his voice. "I know where it's at."
Hinata flushed at hearing the amusing and smug tone and let herself be lead away.
"Ano, it was nice meeting you, Iruka-sensei," she murmured before the door shut completely. Iruka stared at the door before returning back to his class. Well, that was interesting.
Hinata buried her head in her hands as she let Gaara lead her to the correct classroom. That was so humiliating!
"Stop laughing," she whined.
Gaara smirked. "I wasn't laughing."
"Not out loud."
The red head stopped walking and turned towards her. He gently pushed her against the wall of the school's hallway and blocked her with his body.
"G-Gaara, what are -?"
He laid his forehead against Hinata's. Aquamarine caught lavender. "You sure you want to do this?"
"We already talked about this."
Hands grabbed her waist and squeezed. Not enough to hurt but enough to keep her still.
"Listen, muzai," She froze. "I saw someone that's making me question our decision."
Hinata closed her eyes. He hasn't been this tense in a while. She was so tired of this. She just wanted to be a teenage girl going to high school. She just wanted to be normal. The bluenette opened her eyes and looked into Gaara's. As much as she wanted that, she didn't regret anything.
"Who?" she asked.
"Uchiha Sasuke." She looked up quickly. She didn't remember much except that he was bad news. No, she didn't remember but she had heard things about Uchiha Sasuke.
"Just promise me," he murmured, bringing her out of her thoughts, "that you'll be careful around him."
Hinata slid her arms around Gaara's neck, bringing him even closer. She stood on her toes to kiss his neck. Her waist was squeezed harder in response.
"I promise," she whispered.
Gaara stepped back, releasing her, but stayed close as they continued toward their homeroom class.
"And please," he turned his head in Hinata's direction and smirked. "Try to at least make friends with some girls."
Hinata pouted. "They never seem to like me or they're nice to me to get to you." She paused in thought, "I just realized that Temari-chan is my only female friend." She hung her head. "That's just sad. The rest are guys."
"Yeah, your 'friends' need to learn to keep their fucking hands to themselves."
The girl rolled her eyes. Here we go again. "They're my friends, who also know you. They know their limits."
She looked down at her schedule and then looked at the room they stopped in front of. "Is this the room?"
Gaara nodded, knowing she was purposefully changing the subject but let it slide. "You would have known that if you had slowed down and waited for me."
"You had already made us late!" was the retort.
The red head looked amused. "We're really late now. There's only about fifteen minutes of class left."
Hinata sighed. "Whatever, let's just get this over with."
She walked past Gaara and opened the door.
Once again, the class became silent as they curiously watched the new students walked through their classroom door. The mysterious boy was back and he seemed to have brought the other kid. As if the Hinata was the signal, boys immediately started wolf-whistling and making crude comments while most girls looked at her enviously, whispering loudly to each other.
"Ano," Hinata looked around the class. "They seem friendly."
Gaara chuckled softly before gently pushing her forward. "You wanted this."
Kakashi, finally tired of the noise, stood up. "Now, now, that's very rude. Let them introduce themselves." He gave the new students a one-eyed smile and extended his hand out as a greeting.
Sasuke, Naruto, and Shikamaru paid close attention. They needed to hear his name.
The girl stepped forward and bowed before speaking. "My name is Hinata and I just moved here from Suna."
The boy then stepped forward, lazily scanned the classroom and locked eyes with Sasuke. He casually leaned his head back, showing a bright red tattoo, love in kanji, on his forehead.
Sasuke's eyes widened. Naruto held back a curse. Shikamaru closed his eyes in concentration.
The red head couldn't help but smirk. "My name is Gaara and I just moved here from Suna."
The boys in the back locked eyes and immediately understood what each other were thinking.
His name is Sabaku no Gaara and he is the leader of Shukaku.
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