p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 107%;" align="justify"As long as anyone knew, Naruto was odd, he didn't react in ways other people did, if cut or scraped himself by accident, or during a spar at the academy he wouldn't cry or yell in the ways other people did, he would merely shrug and the faintest hint of a smile would creep onto his face. At a glance he was merely a very mild boy, not easily roused, but at closer inspection there was nothing, no hint of even the stirrings of anger, or even happiness./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 107%;" align="justify"Still, many considered him to be talented, if a little odd (creepy). He was coldly efficient, each kunai and shuriken thrown in exactly the same manner in different situations, each would hit its target smoothly. This carried over into his taijutsu, it was mechanical, no wasted effort in each kata. In class he was attentive, and made the correct notes with no cause for concern, and so he was merely there, no one got angry at him, no one made any advances towards friendship, he graduated, second after the brooding prodigy Sasuke Uchiha, the last (loyal) survivor of the Uchiha clan./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 107%;" align="justify"Which brought him to the present, sitting in a classroom with a silent rookie and a particularly annoying girl called Sakura Haruno. He wondered if perhaps her mother was a banshee, and then wondered if that were possible, he supposed what with the insane things that were considered common place in the world of shinobi, he shouldn't be so sceptical. Still, they had been waiting for over two hours, and their sensei had still not arrived, and she was still talking./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 107%;" align="justify""Sasuke-kun, after we meet with our sensei, do you think we could go out after?" Sakura half asked half purred, the predatory look in her eyes quite unnerving Sasuke. Luckily he was saved from answering and possibly being abducted upon his rejection of her offer, as the door swung open and a tall man in usual jounin gear poked his head around the corner. His mask and fore head protector obscured most of his face, and his one visible eye crinkled into a smile, with spiky silver hair defying gravity, Naruto idly wondered if he used an entire pot of gel in the morning, and if maybe that is why he took so long./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 107%;" align="justify""YOU'RE LATE" shrieked the hybrid, while Sasuke gave him a derisive glare, and Naruto stared with detached eyes and a odd quirk of the lips, that could have been a smile or a sneer./p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 107%;" align="justify""On first inspection, I hate Pinky, Ducky, and Blondie is just either weird or a sociopath"/p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 107%;" align="justify"Sakura looked horrified, although no one was sure if was at the insult toward Sasuke, her new sensei's declaration of hate towards her or the possibility that Naruto may well be wrong in the head/p
p style="margin-bottom: .11in; line-height: 107%;" align="justify""Well, I'll see you on the roof in five minutes", and with that he body-flickered away. Naruto merely fluidly stood pushed his chair in and stalked towards the door, Sakura and Sasuke coming along behind, held back by the former trying to weld herself to Sasuke's arm./p
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