Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Only the Fanfiction Story. Cheers!

Warnings! Cursing or bad words. Bad grammars! and.. Stuffs...o n o; OOC characters; bashing. [I'm not sure if I should but.. It's part of the story as it progress, so please bare with me...]

Ratings may change from T to M as the story goes. [I'll be giving Warnings for every chapters just in case.]

Pairing: NaruSasu.

Author's Note: If there are wrong grammars and stuffs, please kindly tell me which and tell what should it be change to. Thank you!

"Yes." Normal speech.

'No.' Thought speech.

Chapter 1: Transferring school?

"Konohagakure?"

Namikaze Kushina turns from her cooking to look at her two precious people sitting by the table. Her two blondes, Namikaze Minato, her husband, and Namikaze Naruto, her precious young one.

Minato look at his son straight in the eye, nodding at his question. "Yes. You'll be transferring at Konohagakure."

"And why now? The first semester is near on its ending."

Minato sighed. "I know. But we've been thinking that you might want to go to a different school this time," He closed his eyes. "Sooner or later, you'll be asking as if you can transfer school anyways." He opened his eyes and look at his son's emotionless eyes. "Who knows. It might be beneficial for you. And I think it would favor you a lot." 'With as things as it is. I'm getting more worried about you, my son' He added in his mind.

The young blond, Naruto lean in his seat, humming in thought. "I guess so," Crossing his arms in his chest, he looks at his father's warm eyes. "Maybe I could try."

Smiling, Minato hummed happily at his son's response. "I'm glad. Your transfer will be by next week. Please enjoy with your friends till then."

Naruto merely nodded his head.

"Here's the breakfast!" Kushina chirped as she puts the food down.

"Itadakimasu..." Naruto muttered.

Otogakure High School. One of the most prestigious school in the nations, followed by Konohagakure High School and Sunagakure High School. Otagakure High School is rather large and wide that they added "Campus" in the school's name. Having 25 classrooms, 5 computer rooms, 5 laboratory rooms, 3 nurse's rooms, 2 basketball courts, 2 soccer fields, 2 swimming pools, 1 big gym and etc. There's the offices for the teachers too and the school staffs. You might actually get lost if you don't know where to go so the staffs gives the campus's map as a guide for the students. Using the school system, they give titles to the students depending on their year. Freshman for First years, Sophomore for Second years, Junior for Third years and Senior for Fourth years.

Otogakure high school has a long history but it should really be called student's history in Otogakure. Though not all stays. A few leaves but they have reasons, very different reasons. It could be either good. Or bad.

"Hey! Naruto!"

Said teen look behind him to see a brunette running to him, waving his hand in greeting. He turned around to face his friend and nodded back in greeting.

"I heard you're going to transfer to a different school." The brunette said, panting a little when he was able to catch up to his friend.

Naruto raised an eyebrow. "And where exactly did you heard that?"

"Duh! It's posted by the notice billboard," His friend snorted. "Probably by your fangirls."

Namikaze Naruto is rank 1 as the most sought out man in the campus, not just because of his beautiful blonde hair and his gorgeous azure eyes but also his behavior, style and attitude. He's rather cold, quiet and unsociable, preferring to be alone in his free time to read, either by the trees, rooftop or the library. The only time that he communicate with people is when he's answering the questions of the professors, when talking to teachers, playing soccer and talking to his friends. Though the only people he consider as friends are Gaara, Shikamaru, Hinata and Kiba, whom he is talking to right now. Having the aura of mystery, he attracts people left and right like bees to honey, much to his annoyance and exasperation. So much to being want to be alone.

The blonde sighed deeply. "I'm not going to ask how they got that information."

Kiba snickers. "They just really love you."

Naruto turned his back on his friend, much to kiba's confusion. "No," He proceeds to walk away. "They don't."

"The dorm there is already reserve for you so you only need to get the key from the principal."

Naruto nodded. "Okay."

"Call us once a week so that we'll know how you're doing, okay?" Kushina hugged his son.

Naruto awkwardly hugged his mother back. "I will, mom."

Minato ruffled his son's hair. "Good luck there, son."

Naruto looked at his father for awhile before nodding in response. "Thanks." He then climbed in the bus, sitting by the window and look at his parents again, who are waving to him with a smile on their faces. He waved back.

Then the bus drives starts to drive the bus away.

"Do you think he'll be fine?" Kushina asked his husband.

Minato put his arm around his wife, sighing. "I'm not sure. Let's hope so. For his sake..."

The young blonde arrives at Konohagakure High School few hours later. He looked at the building. It seems that it's as big as Otogakure.

'I guess it's also a campus then.' He sighed. "It's now or never."

He then walks to the building of Konohagakure with one thought in mind.

'I wonder if it'll be different here. Or just the same.'

To be Continued. . .

Hello! I'm back with a new [another] story!

I've actually been reading NaruSasu stories and thought that maybe I should try doing one!

I got the idea while I was listening in a song. [I ain't going to tell you ;p]

While I was listening to it, the thought of a cold or emotionless Naruto comes to mind with Sasuke being shy, polite and such o v o; [I can't imagine Sasuke having Naruto's hyperactive behavior and attitude at all so let's go with shy o 3 o, I can imagine Sasuke being Tsundere.. A lot xD I've read stories where Sasuke is being shy but a lot of them are not finish o n o]

So, yes! This is a NaruSasu Fanfic story, Not SasuNaru, okay? o u o; Oh and there will be a Sakura and Ino bashing. . . I'm sorry! But it's part of the story. . . Please bare with it!

I'm still not good at making stories at all!