Hello there! This here is a SasukexOC story. I'm making it up as I go along but I think I'm doing fairly well. Read. Review. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own any Naruto character mentioned in this chapter except for my OC Amaya.
x-(Intro)-x
In the Haruno household, a particular girl lay asleep in her twin size bed. Light snores emitted from the back of her throat. Her window blinds were halfway open; letting any ray of morning sunlight slip into her room. One particular ray slowly pushed his way into the girl's bedroom and crept along the carpet to her bed. As it grew nearer and nearer it quickened it's pace. Successfully, it reached the girl's face and stopped all movement.
The snores came to a stop as the girl's eyes twitched. She could feel the warmth of the sunlight basking her face in all it's bright and warm glory. Opening an eye, she peered at her window. "Ahh!" Her eye clenched closed and she flinched away. "Too bright." She would groan. She sat up slowly and rubbed her eyes to rid herself of the sleepiness that lingered. With a scratchy moan, she would then stretch her upper body and arms high into the air and get her muscles moving for the day.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Emerald eyes snapped open. They peered to her right where a cheery hello kitty alarm clock sat; the glowing pink numbers blinking. She let out a tired sigh and stretch herself over half of the bed to switch off the alarm. "Damn clock." She mumbled. "Always scares the crap out of me in the morning."
"You idiot. It's supposed to do that." Another voice laughed.
She looked over and saw a girl, similar to her, slouching in the doorway. The girl had long, flowing, pink hair, emerald green eyes, was at a moderate height like herself, and wore a red, lacey, nightgown. She looked at the mirror across the room and examined herself. She had long, slightly wavy, pink hair, the same emerald green eyes, and was wearing a pink spaghetti strap tank top with her green bra straps showing and black silky pajama bottoms. She smiled at her reflection and turned to look at the girl.
"I know that." She said. "So whatcha' need Sakura?"
"Mom wanted me to wake you up." Her sister shrugged. "She made French toast. Better hurry before dad gets in there."
The two girls laughed at their tiny joke. Sakura nodded a goodbye and left for her room across the hall. The girl covered her mouth and let out a muffled yawn before sliding out of bed. She grabbed one of the towels stacked neatly in her closet and walked out of her room. "I call the shower first!" She stepped in and locked the door. A loud bang was heard on the other side of the door and she laughed.
"Ow! That's not funny Amaya!" Her sister argued.
"For me it was." She called back.
Amaya switched on the shower and set it to a medium heat. She then plugged in the 'water-proof' radio and tuned it to her favorite channel with many of her favorite pop artists. Once the water had heated up to her liking, she slipped out of her pajamas and jumped in the shower. She took about ten minutes to scrub herself clean before turning off the shower. She opened the shower door slightly and grabbed the towel from the rack next to the door. Drying herself off quickly, she grabbed a different small towel from the same rack and wrapped it around her hair so water wouldn't drip everywhere.
She poked her head out from the bathroom and searched for anyone in the halls before zooming into her room and locking the door. Amaya sauntered over to her closet and pulled out her usual outfit. She laid it out on her bed and dried herself off more before dressing. She first clipped on her strapless bra and slipped into her blue boy shorts underwear with chibi, yellow stars.
She discarded the large towel in her hamper near the door and walked back to her clothes. Grabbing the green spandex shorts, she put those on and pulled a hot pink tube top with spaghetti strap over her head. She modeled the outfit in front of her mirror; striking 'sexy' poses and pouting her lips. A bubbled laughter escaped her throat at her silly actions.
She picked up the pink and green knee-high socks and rolled them on her legs. Taking the black boots from the edge of her bed, she slid her feet through; afterwards flicking the cute silver chained accessory that hung from the left boot. Amaya walked over to her vanity and sat down. She took a small jewelry box from the corner of the table and lifted the lid to reveal different bracelets, rings, necklaces, etc. She took out a couple green and pink rubber bracelets and slid her right hand through them. She grabbed another bracelet, a pink one with spikes, and clipped that on her left wrist. Lastly, she took a pink chocker-looking necklace and securely clipped that around her neck. Instead of this being a metal chocker, this one was made out of thin cloth and bejeweled with fake, white jewels.
Putting the box away, she took out some make-up she would be using. Applying only a light layer of black eye shadow, eyeliner, and mascara. She took out a roll of lip-gloss and slid the smooth, cosmetic, gel over her lips; smacking her lips together a couple times to even the coat. Her lips were now slightly darker than her original lip color and had cute little sparkles; it also smelt like strawberries.
Getting done with her make-up, she decided to pull up her hair like usual. She quickly brushed through any knots that formed overnight and tied a hair tie in her hair after neatly settling her hair in a side ponytail on the left side of her head. She brushed it a few more times to make it smooth and tweaked her side bangs a bit before nodding at her reflection. She was done.
"Amaya! Come down for breakfast." An older woman's voice called.
"Coming mother!" She would reply.
Amaya exited her room and frolicked down the stairs. She turned the corner, into the kitchen, and quickly took her seat. She breathed in and exhaled with an, "Ahh~." Her mother was a great cook. Everything was delicious. "Morning mom." She looked at her father sitting across from her and her sister to her left. "Morning dad, Sakura."
Her father peeked over the top of his newspaper. "Morning Amaya."
A plate of freshly made French toast was set in front of her and she grinned. 'Thanks mom!"
"You're welcome dear." She said. "Enjoy!"
Their morning breakfast was a peaceful one. The girls' mother would ask how they were doing in school and they would reply with fantastic updates. The father would nod and smile at how well his daughters were doing and how fast they were growing. After breakfast the two girls bid their goodbyes and walked out of the house. A couple houses down, Sakura turned to her sister.
"Okay. How do I look?" She struck a pose. Amaya laughed and made a box with her fingers to imitate a camera. "Fine as always. Why?" The two started their walk again; keeping a nice pace.
"I have to look good for Sasuke." Sakura said; flipping her hair behind her shoulder. "Today's the day I finally impress him with my charm!"
Amaya stared at her sister with a 'Yeah. Uh-huh.' look. As they got further away from their home, Sakura kept on talking about Sasuke and how they were meant for each other. She even went as far as to tell Amaya what she'd name their kids when they married in the future. This was a usual thing for the two sisters. Amaya always encouraged her sister to go for Sasuke. Sometimes Sakura would 'threaten' Amaya to stay away from him. But she didn't care. Of course she thought the youngest Uchiha was good looking, but he was just so cold and distant. "He's all yours." Amaya would tell her sister.
They turned on a different street. Amaya was staring strait ahead, nodding to everything Sakura was saying, when she saw a platinum blonde haired girl up ahead. She stopped walking to wave dramatically and squeal girlishly. "INO!" Said girl turned around, confused, before squealing herself. "AMAYA!" The pink haired girl ran up to her friend and they tackled each other in a hug, successfully not falling over.
"How's everything going?" Amaya asked. "It's been a couple days since we last talked."
The blonde nodded. "It has! Everything's great. Maybe you can come over for-." The girl stopped talking to peer over her friend's shoulder. A frown came to her face. "Oh look. It's bill-board brow." Amaya would turn to see her sister scowling at Ino. "Shut it. Ino-pig!" The middle girl sighed. "Guys. Don't do this. Not here."
The two looked at her before glaring daggers at the other. "I'm going to sit next to Sasuke today." Sakura declared randomly. Ino's gaze hardened. "I don't think so. 'Cause I'm going to sit next to Sasuke!" A heated glaring contest appeared before Amaya. Before the girl could say anything, the two rivals took off towards the Academy to beat the other in a victory seat next to their beloved Sasuke.
"Oh brother. Not again." She groaned. Sadly, the young kunoichi slowly followed the trail of dust her sister and best friend had created. She was halfway down the street when she heard her name being called.
"Wait up!"
She turned slowly and saw two of her classmates; Shikamaru Nara and Choji Akamichi. She instantly smiled. Those two were a couple more of her friends. Granted she's only hung out with them a couple times, she still calls them her friends. "Hey guys." She said once they caught up to her.
"Where's Sakura?" Shikamaru questioned. "Don't you two always walk together?"
Amaya jerked her thumb behind her. "You just missed her. She and Ino had an argument and they raced each other to the Academy."
Choji took a handful of chips from the bag he was holding and stuffed them in his mouth. "What fer?"
"They both wanted to sit next to Sasuke."
'How troublesome.' The Nara boy thought. The two buddies looked each other with annoyed looks before walking with their girl friend to school. "Figures." They both mumbled. The three walked to the Academy together, occasionally talking about training, techniques, and other things. Amaya liked these two. They were very laid-back and Shikamaru always had interesting opinions on things. And Choji was always so sweet to her. When the trio arrived to their classroom, Shikamaru and Choji split away from Amaya.
Amaya noticed a giant crowd of girls hanging around a certain desk in the middle of the classroom and sighed. She already knew who that was. Sasuke Uchiha. Every now and then she felt like one of those fangirls. She wasn't obsessed with him, but she did think he was cute. Sometimes she'll think about grabbing a seat next to him and get to know him better; so his impression on her will change. Sadly her sister was after him and Amaya really loved her sister, so she let it go. She headed to her seat. Amaya glanced at her desk partner and saw her looking down at her lap and twiddling her fingers. Her name was Hinata Hyuuga. She was a kind hearted girl; always so quiet and shy. Amaya didn't know much about her but they were still friends. Amaya was usually the one to start conversations with the girl because she was so shy.
"Morning Hinata!" She waved. "How are you today?"
The blue haired girl looked up, startled, and stared at her pink hair friend. A blush adorned her cheeks. "O-oh. Amaya. Hello. I-I'm doing good." The pink haired girl smiled kindly. "Good!" A howl erupted from the back of the class and was followed by gruff laughter. The two looked at the door and saw Kiba Inuzuka walk in the class with his dog, Akamaru, perched inside his jacket.
"Yo, Amaya!" He greeted smoothly, sliding in the desk across the aisle from hers. "You look fine today." She scoffed at his shameless flirting. Yes. Kiba was indeed one of her 'fan boys.' He was the more persistent one out of the bunch. The others weren't so smooth and bold like Inuzuka. "Yeah. Thanks Kiba." She said, not looking at him. He frowned at this.
"Bark!"
The girl turned to see Akamaru jump out of his master's jacket and into her arms. She giggled and cuddled the dog close. "Awe, Akamaru!" She cooed; rubbing noses with the dog. "You're so adorable! You look well today." Kiba stared at his mutt with a shocked look. "Bark!"
'Akamaru! How could you?' He thought bewildered. 'You stole her attention away from me!'
Kiba sulked quietly while his little companion was being cuddled and cooed with. Iruka, the class teacher, came in shortly after; dragging a blonde haired, blue eyed, whisker-like face kid behind him. The class stopped their talking and focused on the teacher. Or more likely the complaining boy.
'N-Naruto!' Hinata thought sadly.
'What did he do now?' Amaya thought. 'You moron.'
"I'm at the end of my rope Naruto. You failed the graduation test last time and the time before that." Iruka-sensei lectured. "Tomorrow you've got another chance, and you're messing up again!" Naruto decided to ignore him and turned the other way. Iruka's jaw clenched as a tick mark appeared on his forehead. "Fine! Because you missed it, Naruto, everyone will review the transformation jutsu!"
As the instruction was said, everyone in the class groaned. Amaya rose from her chair and slammed her hands on the desk. "That's not fair!"
"Not again." Shikamaru groan. 'Naruto, you idiot. What a drag.'
Everyone sluggishly lined up at the front of the room. As kids passed the now untied Naruto, they glared or scoffed. "This is all your fault, Naruto!" Ino accused. "Why do you always have to drag us into your mess?" Shikamaru calmly added. The blonde looked away. "Pfft. Like I care." Amaya stood second in line, in front of Sasuke and behind her sister. She casted a glace at the raven haired boy. 'I wonder what he thinks of this?'
"Alright. Up first is Sakura Haruno." Iruka claimed. The youngest Haruno nodded and stepped up in front of her teacher. "Alright! Sakura here. Let's do it." She said confidently. "Transform!" POP! Smoke surrounded the girl entirely. As it drifted away, an exact copy of Iruka-sensei stood; grinning.
Iruka nodded. "Transformed into me, good." POP! Sakura transformed back into herself and squealed; jumping up and down.
"Yeah! I did it!" She giggled. "Sasuke did you see that?"
Amaya rolled her eyes at her sister's fangirl side. "Sakura, the entire class saw it." Some of the students snickered at her comment. Sakura, however, didn't find this to be amusing or funny. She pointed an accusing finger at her sister. "Well let's see if you can do any better!"
Amaya closed her eyes and nodded. "Challenge accepted." Sakura walked back to her desk, grimacing the entire way. 'She thinks she's so cool.' Sakura thought bitterly. 'Embarrassing me in front of Sasuke. What will he think? I can't let her show me up in front of him!'' As she sat down, she stared at her sister with flaming, determined eyes.
Amaya stepped up to the front and stood before Iruka. "One Transformation Jutsu, coming up . . . Transform!" POP! As the smoke cleared away, an exact copy of Ino stood in her place; smirking. She turned around and made a sexy pose for her sister. "How's this? Bill-board brow." She taunted. The real Ino laughed. Sakura shot up from her seat, fists clenched. "Why you-!"
Iruka, acting fast, held up his hand to stop his students from starting something. "Now, now Sakura. Calm down." Ino and I looked at each other before smirking at the pink haired girl. "Yeah Sakura!" We said together. "Calm down." Iruka looked down at her. "That's enough Amaya." She frowned and undid the jutsu. POP!
"I'm sorry, Sensei."
Iruka lifted his clipboard and scribbled some things down. "You did very well. I'm surprised you captured Ino's personality." He praised. She stuck her tongue out at her sister. "But I'm afraid I'm going to have to deduct points for using your jutsu to instigate a fellow classmate."
Amaya's jaw dropped. "What? That's so unfair!" He looked at his student sternly; mouth in a thin line. "It's very fair. Now back to your seat." He ordered politely. "Sasuke, you're up." She slowly made her way up to her desk; ignoring her sister's small chuckles of victory. She, along with every other girl in the class, watched Sasuke's performance. She clapped with the other girls when he did an exact replica of Iruka-sensei.
As he passed some girls, they swooned and stared at him dreamily. As he made his way up the stairs to his desk, he stopped by her seat and just stood there. She looked up at him curiously. 'Hm?' He looked around at the other classmates before staring into her shining emerald eyes. "Nice job." He murmured, smiling slightly. Her eyes widened at the compliment. Her eyes followed him as he made his way to his desk in the far corner of the room. 'Did he just-?' She thought, shocked. 'Did he just compliment me and smile?'
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