Squares and Circles

Naruto POV:

I wake up. I wish I was dead. But wishing gets you no where. Sometimes life seems like its meant to hurt you, but in my life I know it is. You might see me as a pessimist but I could careless. I live alone; a teenager's dream. I might as well live in a cardboard box that's all I inherited from a whore (my mother) and a father (murderer) I never knew. Foster homes wouldn't take me in, orphanages scoffed at me. For who would ever take in the son of a bitch and a murderer? To taint the lost puppies they were there to protect from my "kind." Everyone knows me, not by my name but by; "beast, demon, trash…" and many other names I forget. I'm Uzumaki Naruto, welcome to my life.

Today is my first day of high school. Something I wish I didn't have to do. Teachers hate me. That's the way it's always been. I learned that the hard way. I would learn faster than other kids and teachers hate that. When I was a child and taught myself how to read by the time I was 5 ½ I went to school and surpassed many kids, but yet had the lowest grade in school. I was forbidden to be smarter than anyone else. When I realized I would never be recognized I stopped doing anything in the classrooms, what was the point if it wouldn't count? Although I did not give up on learning. I loved to read. Everyday after school I would visit the library eager to learn new words and indulge in Shakespeare. Everyone at school thought I was the dumb blond, the stupid one because I had given up on showing them what I could do. I didn't have to as long as I knew I was smart.

Although I did love to read, music became my passion. From The Beatles to Nirvana I was addicted. I would turn on the radio at night and listen to the classics as well as music that followed in its footsteps. I was the weird middle school kid that broke the status quo. I was quiet but stood my ground and defied the trends. I never liked being part of the herd. I had to hold part-time jobs to maintain my living situation but I didn't care. I bought my clothes cheap but as long as they kept me warm I didn't mind. I don't consider myself a vision of beauty for a sixteen year-old boy. I 'm skinny, tall and I have blond hair that could blind anyone if they stared at it too long not that anyone ever does. The only feature I like about me are my eyes, they're blue...I don't know I guess it's the only thing I inherited from my father that I love. The only person that I've ever come to consider a father figure was the only person I bothered with, Umino Iruka. This man saw past the insults and everything everybody else said I was and noticed me. He made me smile and showed me how to keep it. Now even when everything seems like its tearing me apart all I do is smile and grin and pretend nothings wrong. I do it in his memory. The memory of the only father I ever knew.

I never knew he was sick but he died. He had cancer and he died. No one besides me cared about the death of that man. He didn't have a family just like me and he was the kindest man anyone could ever know. After that I made a promise, I would never cry, I would always smile. Things change though and I wasn't ready for high school as I thought I was. You ask people who I am they don't know, they know my "other" names or they don't give a shit about the stupid loud mouth blond dobe.

I was to attend Konoha Leaf High School. I've never liked Mondays in fact I hate Mondays with a passion. First of all they're the beginning of the week and I don't get paid on Mondays so I can't restock on Ramen; my obsession. It's 6:30 AM, I'm up and alert. I don't need an alarm clock and I never have, if you live in a neighborhood as loud as mine you'll get used to being an insomniac. I never get rings around my eyes but most of the time I am as tired looking as Shikamaru if anyone took the time to look at me that is. So I repeat my everyday routine of getting up off of my sardine can look a like bed and walk the two steps it takes to be in the bathroom. Stepping into the small shower compartment. I take my usual cold shower and step out after 15mintues of chill and dry myself off. I walk over to the mirror and look at myself and sigh. I always thought I looked weird. If anything my face looked feminine and was strangely followed by three whisker looking marks on each cheek. My hair had grown out more over the years I never really did have the time or money to go get a hair cut. So my hair was a little longer than most boys'. Blond and oddly long almost reaching down past my ears.

When I was younger in grade school I found out the hard way that I would never make friends. Kids my age hate me or fear me courtesy of their parent's teachings. A year ago in Junior High, I thought I was finally accepted when I got a call from Haruno Sakura. Back then she was my opnion of beauty. She invited me to the graduation dance and asked me if I could take her. I was happier than I had ever been. I worked three jobs just to get decent clothes for the dance and have enough money to buy her flowers. She was one of the most popular girls in school and I wasn't even at her level, so I guess what happened next I would've seen coming if I wasn't so excited. She asked me to meet her at the front of the school and I did flowers and all. I was early I stood there waiting and then the dance started and I saw her arriving with Hyuga Neji. She came up to me full of grace and glory and whispered in my ear; "Did you think I was serious Naruto-kun, that I would actually go out with a loser like you?" She said in her mock sweet voice. I didn't say anything all I did was push past her and the unsuspecting Hyuga leaving a disarray of white roses on the pavement. After that she was anything but pretty to me. She was Haruno Sakura, my first crush and my first heartbreak.

It's 7:15AM I'm already in school and the bell hasn't rung yet. The school is a long walk from where I live but I don't mind. I already have my schedule in hand and my locker combination. I walk around campus its still a little dark out but its day which is weird, but I like it better this way. It's a big school, but I've already found a spot where I wont be bothered during the lunch breaks or nutrition; the roof of the main building. This is a great spot I can look at everything from here but nobody can see me. I walk down the stairs and bump into someone. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to bump into you kiddo." My mind did a backtrack. 'Did someone just apologize to me?' I stopped my thinking and faced this person. She looked within her late thirties, blond hair and light brown eyes and she was smiling and scratching her head. "Hey, kid what are you doing here this early?" She said her voice jokingly but kind. "I uh..." This was the first time someone had ever sparked a conversation with me, I was stunned I didn't know what to say. "Well, you must be new, a freshman eh? Well you better not slack off, this year I'm head of the school." She said with that very firm feminine voice. She reminded me of Iruka. "What is your name brat?" She asked kinda nervous, she took me out of my stupor. "Uzumaki Naruto." I said as she asked. "Well, Naruto-san welcome to Konoha Leaf High, I'm Tsunade the principal." She added with a smile that reminded me somewhat of a gambler on a roll. She walked away still smiling at me that all knowing smile.

Tsunade's POV:

Thank Kami-sama I got away from Shizune before she asked about the sake. This is going to be a pain in the butt explaining to her when she finds me. I walk, still trying to think of a valid excuse I could give that would make her lay off me and them I bump into some kid. Wait. What? School doesn't start until an hour from now. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to bump into you kiddo." I said though it kinda intrigued me how much this brat looked like him. What's this brat doing here? He seems kinda out of it. "Hey, kid what are you doing here this early?" I ask trying to get something out of him."I uh..." He seems to have trouble just holding onto a conversation."Well, you must be new, a freshman eh? Well you better not slack off, this year I'm head of the school." She said the first thing that came to mind, this kid seemed to be spaced about something. Maybe he's on drugs?Nah. He's too innocent looking for that. "What is your name brat?" Curiosity got the better of her and she continued. "Uzumaki Naruto." He said stunned and tired. At the name her mind went miles a minute. This kid couldn't be his, could he? And if he is how did he end up here? He looks like him. That's for sure. But did he inherit it? She shut out her thoughts for the time being and looked at the kid. "Well, Naruto-san welcome to Konoha Leaf High, I'm Tsunade the principal." She said with a smile. This year sure is gonna be interesting. She walked off with the smile of someone who'd just discovered a new way of cheating at Texas Hold Em.'

Naruto's POV:

Okay. That was weird, nobody ever asks me my name or is nice to me in any way. She seems nice though, maybe this year wont be so bad. The ring of a bell was heard throughout the school, that's when he realized he'd been standing there for the past hour. There were people all around him rushing to their classrooms giving him weird looks. "Oh shit." He said to no one in particular. Great. Just great, I get here before anyone and I'm late. "First period; Art..um room 562B." I rush through the halls trying to get there before the bell rings. I don't notice anyone so I make a left and collide with someone. I'm all tangled up on some guy. That's when it hits me, some. guy. He could beat me to bloody pulp if he's a senior. Okay he's on top of me. So its not all my fault right? Okay, don't panic, just apologize and walk away. I try to push him off of me as gently as I can. He seems like he passed out but is coming to from our collision. He looks at me, face blank and then realizes our positions and he looks pissed. "I- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bump into you or anything, I'm just kinda running late." I say stuttering. Since when do I stutter? I could take this guy if I wanted to. I look at his face again and he looks angry but even that doesn't take away from his appearance. He looks like a teenage rock star, if I were into the whole emo thing which I'm not, and wait did I just check out a guy?I get up and hold out my hand to help him get up only to get it slapped away. "Why don't you watch where you're going, loser?" Okay now I'm angry. I normally don't respond to insults but this guy just gets under my skin."What the hell did you say, bastard?!" I say my face going from worried to angry. "You heard me, now get out of my way dobe." WTF did he just say to me? Oh it is on. "Shut up, teme!" I yell but then I'm reminded I'm late by the bell. So I don't have time. I walk away from him going in search of my classroom. After about a minute I realize he's following me. "Okay, what the hell do you want?Why are you following me?" I confront him. He doesn't look shocked and he's wearing a smirk that seems like its trademark or something. "If you must know, dobe I am not following you I'm looking for my classroom." He said all this to me as if talking to a two year old. "Okay, then what is this room you're looking for?" I say trying to shrug off his arrogance. "562B." I almost literally smack myself in the face. Oh no I'm gonna have to deal with this prick everyday? Do you hate me Kami-sama? He seems to notice this because his face shows some if any amusement. "What?" He says almost guessing my reaction. "I have the same room." I say defeated. He smirks more. "What the hell?" And then he cocks his head to the door I started banging my head against. I feel so stupid. It's the door of the room and the teacher seems to be hard of hearing or he would of heard the banging. The bastard opens the door first and being the "gentleman" he is he says; "Ladies first." We both walk in, half of the class is already asleep and the other half are just chattering. Where the hell is the teacher? Then I find him. He's sitting on his desk in front of the room seemingly lost to the universe reading a small orange book. "Um..Kakashi-sensei?" He looks up at me, looking like he's bored out of his mind. How did this guy get to become a teacher? Half of his face is a mystery covered by a mask and his hair is unruly making him look really, really old because of its silver tint. "Oh, joy more young minds to enrich, go take your seats back row...left and right." I couldn't tell if what he said at first was sarcasm or not. I'm sitting right next to the bastard as well. Gah! Can this day get any worse?

I just noticed that the classroom got really quiet all of a sudden as I take my seat next to the bastard. It seems that was the first time our so called teacher actually uttered a word to his class. Then I fear for my life as my desk is pushed a few feet away from its original spot by a mob of girls. "OMG he's so cute!" and "How do I look?" they're all over the bastard like bees on honey. The guy just looks uninterested and appalled by their remarks and attention. That my friends is how the horror we call fan girls is born. "Girls, girls take your seats NOW!" They don't listen to the teacher at first but then are scared off into their seats by his loudness. "Okay, now that, that is settled I can start this lesson." He says as he puts his beloved little book down. "I'm going to take roll." Every girl in the room listens intently no doubt they'll ever forget the teme's name. "Nara, Shikamaru." He says but its not loud enough to wake him up so Kiba jabs him in the gut. "How troublesome, present." He says sounding sleepy and yawning, seeming like he's used to his routine. "Inuzuka, Kiba." Kiba just growls as a response. Sometimes that guy reminds me of a wolf dog. "Akamichi, Chouji." Raises a hand while he's munching. "Mr. Akamichi, I do not allow food to be ingested in my studio." Kakashi says a hint of annoyance in his voice. The teen not wanting to suffer his wrath closes his snack, for now. "Yamanaka, Ino" The loud annoying platinum blond jumps up and takes this chance to wink at the bastard. "Aburame, Shino." The very quiet boy in sunglasses in the back raises his hand. "Haruno, Sakura." At this a bubblegum pink haired girl raises her hand. I wince at this. "Hyuga, Hinata." I turn my head towards a small pixie faced girl I'd never met and she blushes. She's too nice to be a Hyuga I think. Everyone seems to think the same as me because they look at her in question.

"Uchiha, Sasuke." All the girls except Hinata who can't stop staring at me for some odd reason fawn over his name. His response; "Hn." God he's so full of it. Then the moment I've been dreading comes. "And last but not least, Uzumaki, Naruto." I raise my hand as I cringe at the responses I get. It seems they had all forgotten I was in the same class as them because of Mr. Popularity over there. No chance of that happening again.

Sasuke's POV:

I am late to my first day in a new school great. I turn a corner and BAM. My head throbs. What just happened? Then I realize I'm on top of some guy. Some idiot must of collided with me. For some reason he's staring at me and I'm staring back. Wait. Uchiha's do not stare. This guy though is different. He's loud and somewhat annoying but his eyes...I just can't stop staring. He has blue eyes, not dark blue eyes but the color of the sky and the ocean intertwined. They just catch me off guard. His hair is almost a blinding golden blond, long for a boy and I start to wonder if this is really a guy. He's too feminine to be a guy. Too what's the word; delicate? He has whisker marks on each cheek and it's just too peculiar. I've just realized I've been staring too long. He's freaking out. Okay now he's pushing me off gently like he's scared. He tries to help me and I push him away. Okay bad move. "Why don't you watch where you're going, loser?" My mouth acts before I tell it not to. His face moves from worry to anger in less than a split second. For some reason I don't regret it. I just love how quick I can make him crack. "What the hell did you just say, bastard?" Wow nobody has ever spoken to an Uchiha like that. I'm impressed immediately but I've trained my face not to show anything. "You heard me, now get out of my way dobe." I retort again beginning to like this early morning confrontation. "Shut up, teme!"He begins again almost ready for a fight, but he seems to remember something as the second late bell rings. Shit. I forgot about the damn classroom I'm supposed to find. He walks away and I naturally follow him a little later which I will never admit. Uchiha's are leaders not followers. It's seems after about a minute of me following him he realizes it. "Okay, what the hell do you want?Why are you following me?" He says as he turns around."If you must know, dobe I am not following you I'm looking for my classroom." I answer an Uchiha smirk plastered aristocratically on my face. Talking down to him is fun I realize. "Okay, then what is this room you're looking for?" He asks annoyance and anger visible. "562B." If I had a camera I would of taken a picture, his face was Kodak worthy. I knew it we have the same class. "What?" I say although I already know his answer. "I have the same room." He says and looks like someone just killed his puppy or something. I just smirk more as he start banging his head in defeat on the door of the class we were just talking about although he doesn't know that yet. God I can't explain how much I'm enjoying this. "What the hell?" He says and then I cock my head towards the door and he looks so cartoon-ish at that moment that if I could I would've laughed.

I open the door and just to annoy him for the fuck of it say; "Ladies first." He gets really pissed and we both go in. He talks to the teacher for a bit and what do you know? We're sitting right across from each other. This will be fun. Okay as soon as that happens. The object of my entertainment gets pushed a few feet away from me and I'm being mobbed and almost harassed by a bunch of fan girls. I just look away and pretend their not there until the teacher scares them and they sit down. He starts calling roll. Now, I'm curious about his name. I think I am most annoyed by that peptobismol haired girl, she's just an act. A very annoying act. He's said my name which I regret them knowing for fear of my safety. Now they're all fawning over me and drooling, disgusting. "Uzumaki, Naruto." He cringes as he raises his hand. In a few seconds I find out why. Everyone except for me and the Hyuga girl either glares or throws things at him. I don't know why but this has just become more interesting.

Hinata's POV:

People here seem to be superficial. I don't think I'm going to like it here. Then I see him. He's the only one that seems to bypass that. There's something about him. I want-want to be his friend. I've never had a friend. People seem intimidated by my clan's name. I want to know him. He seems sad. Oh, Naruto-kun, why? Why do they treat you this way? Can't they see? I hope he likes me. He has a nice smile. I stare at him, I can't help it, I hope he wants to be my friend. I don't want to be home schooled again. Naruto smile.

Sasuke's POV:

The Hyuga girl seems to be wondering the same thing. Why do they treat him like this? What's wrong with the dobe? I want to know. Why did the idiot stop smiling?Smile, usuratonkachi you look better that way. What's wrong with me?Why do I care?

Naruto's POV:

I can't stand it this happens everywhere I go. Although I think Hinata-chan might want to be my friend. She seems nice, shy but nice. I like her. She's not like them. Kakashi-sensei is starting us on still life sketching. I love to draw and I'm rather good at it. So he gives us drawing paper and charcoal. He's separating us into teams of two in front of the object we have to sketch to see how many details two different people can spot. I can hear all the stupid fan girls fighting over who gets to be Sasuke-teme's partner. So Kakashi assigns partners instead. So I'm praying like hell to Kami-sama I get Hinata-chan as my partner and nobody else. I don't want to get in a fight on my first day of high school. My prayers are not answered though when I get none other than Sasuke teme Uchiha as my partner. God, Kami do you hate me? He's smirking again. God is his face stuck like that or something? I feel like throwing something but I don't. Our object is a simple glass vase. I start sketching lightly paying attention to width and length as my eyes scan the object. My eyes rarely leave the vase as my hand does what my brain thinks. Lines defining the shadows dancing across the room giving me the shades of tone to use. I'm sweating after a few minutes but in my mind I am in the vase making it crafting it from scratch. This is why I decided on art for an elective because unlike everyone else here I do value the subject. They just took it because of the lack of homework. I keep drawing until someone stops me. Uchiha, Sasuke can be a pain in the ass. "What are you doing?" He asks tentatively. "Art."Is my simple response. He looks at me differently, wonder? I shrug it off and keep on in my trance. I might not get a grade for this but I love this. I don't care.

Sasuke's POV:

He is sketching no...he can't be his eyes never leave the vase. It's like his hand is skating across the paper without vision but the mind. It's like watching ballet but the birth of art is happening. I can't take my eyes off of him. I'm enthralled. I watch as he nothing but builds the object on paper. He's starting to sweat and I look at my sketch and it is nothing compared to his. He surpasses me. How can they hate you, dobe? I thought I knew art, I was praised for my uniqueness, but he is on a whole different level. I can't take it anymore so I ask carefully. "What are you doing?" He looks at me annoyed about being interrupted. "Art." Is his simple response. I have no words. Naruto Uzumaki, how? The look on his face says he isn't doing it for the grade he is truly enjoying it.

Kakashi's POV:

This is the third time I've walked through here and his eyes never leave the vase. He draws as if in trance. The result is beyond words. This is something I've yet to see in any student that's come past me. It is just amazing. The Uchiha, I can see is having trouble getting over it but, his partner is paying no heed, he is drugged through pencil and paper. Is this the same Uzumaki, Naruto the others told me to watch out for?The slacker?The Failure?How can he be?He practically regenerates and evolves the art of drawing. I expect great things from him. "Naruto, are you about done?" I say as for the 5th time I've said to stop drawing. Which others so gladly did, except for him. "Hmm?"He says as he looks up at me a dreamy smile on his face. Then he drops the charcoal and is brought back to reality everyone is staring at him. "I see, we have the perfect example of still life drawing right here." I say as I pick up his drawing and unveil it to the class. They gasp. Did they not know?How?Then starts the scrutinizing. "He didn't do that." Says the girl with the pink hair. "Sasuke-kun probably did it for him." Ends the girl with the platinum blond hair. "I didn't, he did." The Uchiha speaks for the first time. Everyone except the Uchiha and the Hyuga girl glares at Naruto even more and he shrinks in his seat. The bell rings and everyone hurriedly heads to their next period. I stop Naruto before he leaves. "Yes, Kakashi-sensei?"He says a little detached and... depressed? "Your drawing Naruto, I meant what I said." His eyes seem lighten at this as if he cannot believe what he is hearing. "You mean it?" He says like I've just given him an award. "Every word."I say adding a smile visible for him to see. "I see you have friends waiting for you, I won't keep you any longer."He looks at me as if I'd just grown another head and I cock my head towards the door. He smiles and waves goodbye.

Naruto's POV:

Kakashi-sensei just told me he meant what he said. I've never been recognized for something I did in school I'm surprised. And even more surprised when he says I have friends waiting for me. Hinata-chan and Sasuke-teme are waiting for me. Why? Nobody ever waits for me. "Why are you guys waiting for me?" I say still not believing it. "Naruto-kun, you're amazing."She says as I look dumbfounded. Okay did that just really happen?And why is Sasuke-teme here I though he had a stick up his ass. "She's right you know."He says as he turns his back on me and starts walking away. "Wait, where are you going?" I ask. "Second period, come on I checked your schedule we all have the same classes, dobe." He says without turning back and Hinata-chan extends her hand out for me to take. "Let's go Naruto-kun."I have friends?I actually have friends.

Hinata's POV:

How is it they cannot see it?Naruto-kun why do they hate you so? The drawing just speaks for itself, someone who is a bad person cannot do something that beautiful. Why do they not see it? Sasuke-kun see's it. I saw the way he looked at you. He recognized you. I wait for him at the door and I see I have company. Sasuke Uchiha is not as superficial as he appears to be. He looks at us and can't believe what he is seeing. "Why are you guys waiting for me?" He says it he actually cannot believe someone would recognize him. "Naruto-kun, you're amazing." I say no stuttering because it is true. He looks at my companion a question in his eyes. "She's right you know."Sasuke-kun says as he walks away. "Wait, where are you going?" He asks. "Second period, come on I checked your schedule we all have the same classes, dobe." Sasuke-kun says as he walks away. "Let's go Naruto-kun." I extend my hand to Naruto-kun, he takes it and we walk. I have friends. I have true friends.

Sasuke's POV:

I met a blond idiot today who turns out not to be an idiot at all. I met a girl who doesn't fall over me and is actually pleasant to be around. I think there is a heaven after all. I just have to keep them away from Itachi and everything will be alright. Hinata-chan is like the little sister I wish I'd had. Naruto is...I just can't explain it. His smile. I don't know anymore. He continues to amaze me every class we go to is a new discovery. We're standing on the roof-top of the school now, Naruto's idea. It is a good idea, the only place we can all find peace. Hinata-chan's cousin Hyuga Neji was told of her befriending Naruto and couldn't get away so we all came here to find peace of mind. When the door to the roof flew open we thought it was one of the fan girls but thank Kami it wasn't. This guy smaller than me, pale skin, blood red hair and a kanji symbol tattooed on his temple kicked the door open pissed as hell. He looked at us and glared. We just ignored him.

Gaara's POV:

Too many people. If I could beat them all to a bloody pulp then maybe that would suffice . Fucking Idiots. They think they can push me around like some kid. They don't know. I just can't think with all these ignorant excuses for human flesh around me. Did father do this to torment my mind even more?Well sorry to disappoint you father, but that ship has sailed. Temari and Kankuro you can go to hell. You did this. Anger-management my ass. You don't get the same punishments as me so how the fuck would you know? The next moron who crosses me is arriving home a corpse. I started heavy breathing. I can't take it. I run to a random staircase and kick the door at the top open. Great, more bags of useless flesh. They look but don't stare and continue standing there ignoring any sign of me whatsoever. I'm intrigued now. There's actually people that don't annoy the fuck out of you in this god forsaken place? There's a girl among them. She's small, petite but quiet. Short purple blue hair, pale skin and pearly white eyes. She looks so peaceful looking on over the school, like she can see everything. Then there's a boy, sun kissed skin...his eyes are bluer than the sky could ever be, golden blond hair and he has whisker marks on each cheek. He's just sitting up against a wall sketching on a notebook, not a care in the world. There's another boy, raven hair falling across his face, onyx eyes although with the light they glow crimson he's just standing there leaning against the wall watching his friend draw with intensity. "How can you stand it?" I ask finally breaking the peaceful silence. They all look at me.

Naruto's POV:

"How can you stand it?"The question broke through my daze and I put my pencil down. "We can't, that's why we're here." I answer matter-a-factly. "But if you want something to do I can fix that." I said reaching into my backpack and taking out my cigarettes. I took one threw the box to him who caught it perfectly. I lit mine and offered Sasuke-teme one when I got my box back. He took it and I lit his with mine. We both kinda stared at each other as I did this. I forgot about the red-head for a moment. "You got a light?"He asked and I threw him my lighter. I took a drag and let it go peacefully letting the smoke envelope me. I was surprised Hinata-chan wasn't bothered or coughing. Sasuke-teme just stood there taking it in like a pro. The red-head was calmer now smoking his anger out. I mean it wasn't weed or anything but it was something. "So what's your name? Or is it a I'd tell you but I'd have to kill you deal?"He smiled, actually smiled. "Sabaku no Gaara." He finally said after a long drag. "You're not from around here, huh?" I said, something about him just caught me. "No, I am not." He said not angry anymore. "I'm Naruto, that bastard over there is Sasuke and the little princess over here..is Hinata." I said smirking at their reactions. He chocked a laugh as Sasuke almost burned his finger. "Smoking filter huh Sasuke?" I said as he glared at me. "Hey, Hinata-chan why aren't you coughing or anything?" I asked, curious. "Oh, Naruto-kun I'm used to it, not that I've done it, but the Hyuga men are also known for their infatuation with cigars." She said. In the few hours Sasuke and Naruto had spent with her they figured out she only stuttered with people she didn't feel comfortable around. "So, why are you guys up here?" Gaara asked. They answered one by one. "Fan girls." Sasuke said. "Anti-social."Naruto replied. "Crazy cousin." Hinata said last. "Why are you up here?" Sasuke asked the red-head. "Murderous intentions." Gaara said expecting gasps. They never came. "Don't we all." The others said in unison. "Hinata-chan you too?" Naruto asked shocked. "Yes, Naruto-kun we all have a dark side." She said simply. "How bout' you teme?" I said to the living ice block. "kill brother, long story." he said as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "God, you are emo!" I said faking drama.