Hi guys, I'm Kisa. This is my first FanFic, so please bear with me, and feel free to write a review on how good/bad it was. I update every two days, so make sure to check!

Chapter 1: Get up idiot

"Naruto! Get up you idiot!" I smacked Naruto's head with my school bag, jumping up and down on his apartment's floor. If the little fool didn't get up soon… I swear I would just leave him here. Best friends or not, he had to learn a lesson.

"Uwaaah Sakuuura-chaaan…?!" Naruto exclaimed, amidst yawning. I glared at him.

"Baka! Get your butt out of bed, and get ready in thirty minutes, tops! Geez, we're entering our freshman year of high school, don't you think you could be a little bit more responsible? You know we have our orientation today, and school starts tomorrow!" He groaned and shuffled out of bed, his little sleeping hat positioned lopsidedly on his head. The apartment floor was a mess – papers strewn everywhere, sink brimming with dishes, laundry overflowing the baskets, food wrappers littering the tables and floors. I watched as he navigated his way around the mess into the bathroom, scratching his head. God. He was such an idiot.

Twenty minutes later, Naruto emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around him, his blonde hair sopping wet. I groaned.

"Naruto! You're so slow! You're skipping breakfast. Sasuke-kun and the rest are going to meet us at Starbucks on the way to school, and if you make me late in meeting him I'll screw you!"

"B-but I have my special ramen for brea-"

"I don't give a crap! Get changed and get out!"

"Fineeeeee." He grumbled, trudging back into the bathroom with some rumpled clothes.

I sat down at the sofa, tapping my foot with impatience, until he emerged five minutes later, wearing our school's uniform. It was almost cute on him. Ha, if it was cute on Naruto, then it would definitely be cute on Sasuke-kun. I couldn't wait to see him. Throwing a random jacket I pulled of the floor and a backpack at Naruto, I caught hold of his sleeve and begin dragging him out the door.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Okay, okay, let me lock the apartment!" He huffed, jamming the key into the lock.

"Great, good, let's freakin go!"

Starbucks wasn't that far away from Naruto's house. He lived in the apartment complex ten minutes away from school, by himself. He never told us where his parents were. I lived in a big house a couple streets from Naruto, with my parents. Sasuke-kun lived in a condo three streets behind Naruto, by himself. We all knew his parents died though, although no one knows why. All three of us where the best of friends, though Naruto was definitely the annoying one in the lot. We had our group of friends, not just us, but we were like the group within the group.

Finally arriving at Starbucks, we stopped, panting. Naruto was clutching his stomach moaning.

"When we go in, you better buy me a Starbucks Sakura-chan, I'm starving." He groaned.

I sighed. "Fine, but it better be less than five bucks, that's all I have."

We walked in among the busy rumble of the usual – students, grabbing a last minute energy booster and adults, usually getting a quick snack before their work. Sasuke was seated in a booth near the back of the room, typing away on his laptop, headphones covering his ears. A grande sized coffee was sitting next to his laptop, from which he would take a sip every now and then.

We walked up to him, and plopped down in the booth.

" Good morning Sasuke-kun!" I said cheerfully, "We would have come sooner but Naruto decided to be a lazy idiot as usual and sleep in." Sasuke slid of his headphones and sipped another portion of his Starbucks.

"As expected." He said, in his rich voice. Naruto glared at him.

He read the menu plastered on the wall behind the counter while muttering something about 'Sasuke' and 'Jerk'.

"Sakura-chan, get me the vanilla bean with whipped cream." He pleaded, while rubbing his stomach.

Sasuke smirked. "What, skip a breakfast, loser?"

"None of your business, pretty boy." They both glared at each other, then after a pause they simultaneously grinned. Typical.

"Right then, I'll go grab Naruto's coffee… see ya. We should leave from here in about three minutes if we want to get to the high school orientation on time. Sasuke nodded, while Naruto just bounced in his seat impatiently.

"Sasukeeeee-kun!" A high pitched girlie squeal reached my ears. Sasuke sighed, Naruto stared like a clueless idiot and I whipped my head around just in time to catch a high, blonde, long ponytail whip by me. Our friend, Ino Yamanaka latched onto Sasuke like he was her salvation or something, cooing.

"Ooh, oh, you look so cute in that shirt Sasuke-kun!"

"Yo."

"Hey guys."

Shikamaru Nara and Choji Akimich followed Ino inside. Choji was accompanied by his all-time favorite, giant chips combo. Shikamaru just looked bored.

"Get off of him, Ino pig." I hissed at her.

"Forehead." She said smugly.

"This is such a drag…" Shikamaru complained. A look from Ino silenced him.

"Sakura-chan I want my coffee…" Naruto whined. I growled, and stalked off towards the lines. By the time I returned, the other group had arrived as well: Hinata Hyuga, Kiba Inuzuka, and Shino Aburame. Naruto was chatting with Hinata animatedly, while Hinata sat there red as a tomato, trembling and nodding. Kiba and Shikamaru where arguing over something, and Shino was sitting there meddling with a pencil.

"Here, Naruto, your coffee."

"Thanks Sakura-chan." He leaned in a little closer so he could whisper in my ear. "Hey, Sakura-chan, why does Hinata always turn red and stutter?"

I shook my head. "You are such a clueless idiot Naruto." I huffed.

"Eeeeh!? How am I supposed to know why she does that?"

"Figure it out yourself."

I leaned away from him and addressed the group. "Guys, we should get going now." They all agreed, and we begin walking to school.

"Woah…" We stared up at the ginormous high school. A woman was standing outside. She had her long blonde hair tied into pigtails, and was wearing a revealing white tank top and Capri's.

"Hi, I'm your principle, Tsunade Senju. You can address me as Tsunade-sama, Tsunade-sensei, or just ." She said cheerfully, as we passed by. We all addressed her with some kind of reply, and shuffled past her.

We were given a tour of the school, before being dragged into the auditorium with all the other freshman.

"We will now announce classrooms and teachers!" Tsunade-sama announced.

"Sakura Haruno, Naruto Uzumaki….Sasuke Uchiha, Hinata Hyuga, Shikamaru Nara….Choji Akimichi….Kiba Inuzuka,Shino Aburame….. – you guys will have Iruka-sensei on the third floor, room 309! Please proceed to your classrooms!" We all eyeballed each other and grinned. We had gotten into the same class…yes! We trudged upstairs.

We entered the classroom and sat down wherever we wanted to. Ino and I sat in the front. The guys sat in the back, and Hinata hesitated, looking between us and the boy's (aka Naruto) and came sat in between Ino and I.

Naruto got up and left saying something like 'getting water'.

Not long after he left, a couple voices carried down the hallway.

"Look, it's the looser orphan guys! Let's take his money!"
A chorus of "Yeah!" was followed by some grunting and a yell. I clenched my fist. This always happened to Naruto. I looked back at Sasuke. He too was clenching his fist and glaring out the door.

"Wait, looser Naruto, maybe your parents didn't want you so they abandoned you and left? Huh? Because they didn't want to see your looser face? Hmm?" Okay. That was it. I shoved my seat back and raised an eyebrow at Sasuke. The message was clear. You coming? He nodded and, and we stalked out together. I gasped.

Naruto was pinned down by a crowd of boys, with another ring of girls looking on, cheering for the boys. He was slumped down on the wall, with a purple eye and pocket sleeves hanging out, looking utterly pissed off.

"No you idiot, my parents were murdered, okay? There, you happy!?" He yelled. His eyes widened as he turned and saw Sasuke and I standing there with our mouths open. Sasuke furrowed his eyebrows and pushed through the crowd to Naruto.

"Get away from him." He growled. "Sakura, take Naruto to the infirmary." I nodded and quickly ran to Naruto, gently pulling him up and dragging him down the hall. According to the tour of the school, the infirmary was on the second floor, room 200. I stared at Naruto as we walked down the stairs. He never told us that his parents were murdered, instead choosing to live with the horrible truth by himself. Poor guy. His hair still hadn't fully dried yet, and was hanging limply. Blue eyes swam with a thin layer of defeat. After reaching the infirmary, I sat Naruto down and patted his cheek. His eyes met mine, and for a moment, I was lost in the endless sea of blue, before I looked away, biting my lips.

"You baka." I said quietly, getting up and searching for some ice. "You should have called for us."

"But you came anyways." I froze.

"Yeah. Yeah, we did. You do know that you can tell us anything right?" I asked finally locating the ice and turning around, only to freeze again. Shit. Naruto looked ready to die. This was probably extremely humiliating for him, now that I thought about it.

"Um…ice." I pressed some onto his eye, and he flinched. I gripped his hand. I knew I wanted to become a doctor, and that as a doctor I would see way worse injuries than this one, but somehow that fact that it was Naruto that was injured hurt me more than I could say. This was the first fight he'd had in a long time, and it was by far the worse. In previous fights, he would come of easy, with a couple of scratches, maybe a bruise if unlucky. But never before had he come of this bad.

"Thanks…Sakura." Naruto said. He searched my face once, and pulled me into his arms. I stiffened, about to pull away and smack him, then relaxed after remembering what state he was in. How many times had he hugged me before? Too many to count. Stupid of me to just realize it now, but there, in his arms, I felt safe.

There was a quick rap on the door and Sasuke walked in. When he saw us hugging, he gave the tiniest of smiles, and came to rest his arm on my head.

"How are you doing Naruto?" He asked shifting his weight slightly so my neck wouldn't crack from the pressure of holding him up.

"Better... Let's go." He shot me a quick glance then untangled himself from my arms, and we walked back to class.

I tried not to wonder whether that hug was his usual idiot hug or if it meant something more, as we reentered the classroom.