A/N: THIS IS MY FIRST EVER WORK TO BE PUBLISHED ONLINE. You should feel blessed that your eyes are even reading this trash that I pulled out of my rear end, I am so sorry for your soul. I do hope you enjoy this, and feel free to PM me comments/thoughts/and ideas- my brain tends to be a dry well. Any ideas or concepts that may seem similar to others you have read- that would be a fluke!
DISCLAIMER: Naruto and all of its characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto. Props to him for making such an inspiring story that for real, made my childhood. BELIEVE IT.
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Damn it.
She stood over the prone body on the floor, and then looked to her fist. The skin was dry and cracked from manual labor. She could not tell if it was from having her hands submerged in the medical tool sanitizer, or maybe from working in the wood shop. She wanted to have delicate soft feminine hands with perfect manicured nails, to be soft, and girly. But that just wasn't possible, she liked fighting too much. More like, she could not avoid fights, she just instinctively reacted. Often, violently.
She tried wiping the grime off of her hands. Upon closer inspection, she could see that there was some blood on her knuckles. And for once, she was positive-it wasn't her own.
"Shit." she mumbled under her breath. This was not good. This would be her fourth- no fifth fight this year. Lady Tsunade was going to be livid. A few snickers and swears had her glancing upwards. Surveying the scene, she saw no one she new to back her up. And then there was Kiba, Kiba would definitely have a black eye tomorrow, though his nose seemed to have already stopped bleeding. She hoped it wasn't broken- she would be in ten times more trouble if that were the case.
The crowd that had just moments before been jeering and egging her on in the fight, were dead silent and now stood in a circle around her and Kiba; she had punched him in the face for once again, trying to feel her up.
Why couldn't people just leave her alone? She just wasn't a people person and god, today was not her day. She knew it was coming before it even happened.
"Sakura Haruno!" A loud voice reached her ears, seemingly amplified by the dead silence. She slowly turned to face the school headmistress. With a face that screamed anything-but-innocence, she smiled.
"Hello, Lady Tsunade. See, there's this funny story. Kib-"
"Sakura Haruno, what the hell were you thinking? This is what your fourth, fifth- infraction this year? You would be such an excellent student if you would use that brain of yours for more than just sarcastic quips." The verbal lashing triggered a few laughs from the crowd. Momentarily, she turned her frustration on them. "GO TO CLASS NOW! OR I'LL HAVE IBIKI GIVE YOU ALL DETENTION FOR A MONTH!"
This comment received many wide eyes, and gasps. Everyone feared Professor Ibiki. He was responsible for the detentions in the afternoon. Sakura wasn't afraid of him though. She had sort of acquainted with him after all the time she had spent with him. And now, after all this time, she had some dirt on him. She knew that he was secretly shacking up with Dr. Anko, who taught Chemistry for fourth years; and that he was the person who set Kakashi's ("Mr. Hatake makes me sound old," Kakashi said.) porn stash on fire on the school's front lawn. She would gladly mop the gym floor, or scrape gum off of Mr. Iruka's classroom's desks, if Ibiki had asked her to.
At this moment Shizune, the secretary and school's nurse, shows up to help Kiba to the medical room. Now alone in the silent hall Lady Tsunade addresses Sakura once more.
"Sakura, grab your bag and come with me." She sighs, and turns on her stiletto, marching back up the hallway from which she came.
Sakura too, sighs dejectedly and grabs her bag from the floor, striding swiftly to keep up with Lady Tsunade's fast gait. In the brief trip to the front office she allowed her mind to wander. It was currently 1:45 PM and close to the end of the school day, she should have been in Gai's tai-juitsu class right now. Somehow, even after all of her time in trouble, she had never missed his class since it was her favorite.
After she returned from her very brief trip to la la-land, she noticed that they had already arrived at the office. It was simply furbished with a plant that the she and her friend Naruto had named Mr. Ukki, and a painting of a leaf on the wall, as well as graffiti that her and Naruto did their first year, that was never painted over. It simply said, "BELIEVE IT". While Naruto may have loved it, her motive was really just trying to cover the hideous, banana yellow, paint on the wall. Why was yellow even a color?
"Sakura Haruno, in trouble again? Maybe you will actually be expelled this time."
Sakura freezes. This jerk wad- he made her so riled up, but she didn't allow for it to show. Putting on a dazzling smile she turns to the voice and says, "Oh hi, Itachi Uchiha, I didn't notice you. Maybe its because you are so unsubstantial?"
"Such large vocabulary, do you even know what that actually means?" He smirks at her sudden frown.
"I see you still have that giant flaming stick up your assho-"
"Sakura," this time, it was Lady Tsunade "in my office. Now." Sakura turned to face Itachi, blowing a raspberry. Hey, it may have been immature, but at least it made her feel a tad better.
"Goodbye, Sakura Haruno." Itachi smirks once again. Sakura ignores him and shuts the door to Tsunade's office. She sits at the lone chair in front of the desk. It could almost be called her own since she spent so much time in it.
"Sakura, what is your plan after school- I mean, what do you want to do with your life? Do you have ANY aspirations?"
"Well, I really want to-"
"Goals that DO NOT include raising Hell and causing torment to others?" Shit. Sakura paused for a moment and really thought about it. Suddenly, it came to her.
"I want to move out of my house and be independent. I want to become a doctor and to help people, and maybe save someone from having the same type of childhood I did."
"Sakura..."
"What's done is done. It can't be changed."
"Very well. I will leave it alone, but know that you can always talk to me, or even Shizune. Okay, moving past that; let's talk about consequences. You have had many detentions. Between your first year and now does seventeen sound right? Maybe even eighteen? I feel that Ibiki might like you too much, so this time around we are going to do something completely different. You are going to change classes and shadow Itachi for two weeks. Now before you object, let me explain why." Sakura closes her fish-like gaping mouth, her arms crossed in a defensive manner. Tsunade continues,"You two could learn a lot from each other. He takes a lot of honor courses, which will help with you future plans, plus with his work as student body president, I am hoping some of his sense of responsibility will rub off on you."
"But-" Sakura tries to interject, but is cut off by Tsunade once more.
"It is only two weeks. And these classes will help to boost your grade average. I will however, change his schedule to accommodate your physical education class. You need to let off steam, for your safety, and that of your class mates as well. Besides, Itachi needs more physical exercise, he spends that period of time up here doing work for me anyway." Tsunade peaks her finger tips together. "I am doing what I feel is right for, you and maybe you two will actually learn to like each other. This is my decision, I will inform Itachi of this now, and email you your new schedule for tomorrow. For now head to class and let your teachers know that I will be emailing them to let them know of this change."
"Yes, Lady Tsunade."Sakura stands and leaves the office quickly, hoping to avoid seeing Itachi again. Of course, fate is not on her side.
"Sakura Haruno, that was a long chat. Did you really get expelled?" He smirks.
"Unfortunately for you, no." She turns to leave.
"See you later, Sakura Haruno." Sakura cringes at his voice. She can picture the smirk on his face without even looking. Damn him and his evil face.
"Too soon, and too frequently." She says more so to herself, though she knows he heard her. She then heads for her next class period just as the bell rings.
"Hn." That is his response, if it could even be called that, but she didn't hear it. Itachi headed toward Tsunade's office. He has a few questions too many floating around in his head, and it was time for a few answers.
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AND THAT'S IT FOR CHAPTER ONE! I am so sorry it was short, I hope the next one will be longer, but I am a lame little weenie with a heavy school and work load! Hopefully by next week my new chapter will be up! Until then 3 ~ LOVING YOU ALL FROM SOMEWHERE ON THE SEA!
A.R.R. Pirate