Ita-ta here.
Pairings: SasuSaku, InoChouji, ShikaTema, NejiTen, NaruHina.
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An eruption of giggles.
A smirk.
Squeals of "Sasuke-kun!".
A sigh.
Closing of the eyes.
More squeals ensue.
A cold brush of the shoulder, traveling down the hallway.
A heavy sigh escaped pale pink lips of one Haruno Sakura. She sat on the floor, leaning against her locker. A heavy book sat in her lap, old and beaten. It was written in the 1750's, the title Vergil. Lopsided square-framed black glasses sat on the bridge of her nose. More squeals could be heard even though object of the girls' affection had disappeared from sight. Pink brows furrowed downward, irritated that her concentration was lost. It was lunch and she was going to read for a few moments before going to sit in the cafeteria. However since her concentration was lost she thought she might as well head to the cafeteria.
Packing up her book in her locker she grabbed her red lunch-pale and trudged to the cafeteria. She sighed and found a free table not infested with obnoxious boys or squealing girls. She blended into the scenery more like. She was invisible to the "popular" crowd. Usually she ate alone. She pulled out her sandwich container from her lunch-pale and opened it. She lifted out the sandwich and took bites of it every so often as her mind drifted. She really didn't see how girls could squeal like that. Or how men could become so obnoxiously narcissistic.
Onyx eyes focused on the pink head in the far corner in the cafeteria. Uchiha Sasuke looked elsewhere, eating a slice of pepperoni pizza.
Inuzuka Kiba nudged his shoulder. "Where's Naruto eh?" He asked, his canines showing visibly. "He'd usually be here by now."
At that moment a loud voice said, "'Ttebayo, then I kicked his ass! Never saw it comin'." Naruto was strutting towards their table talking amiably with Rock Lee, a few girls trailing behind them. They squealed as he finished.
"Hey Naruto!" Kiba called, giving a yawn.
The other inhaibitants of the table were Akimichi Chouji, Nara Shikamaru, Hyuuga Neji and Aburame Shino. They each gave their unique greeting, be it a yawn, a nod or verbal, they acknowledged their comrade's presence.
Konoha High had uniforms. The males were to wear black pants, black shoes, a white dress shirt and a black jacket. However each of the boys had changed their uniforms.
Naruto had ditched the jacket entirely, saying he'd lost the jacket when he put in a puddle for a girl so that she wouldn't have to dirty her shoes. He wore a white muscle shirt underneath his dress shirt and often kept the dress shirt unbuttoned. Sasuke himself made no significant changes except for him have three top buttons unbuttoned. Shikamaru had his sleeves rolled to his shoulders, saying that the sleeves were "troublesome". Kiba wore no undershirt underneath so when he sometimes unbuttoned three or four buttons, his tanned skin would be underneath. Shino rolled up his pant legs and kept his shirt sleeves long. Lee had no changes to his outfit. Chouji kept his uniform as it was, sometimes it was rumpled, giving him an endearing attribute to his appearance. Neji did nothing with his uniform although he wore a light green scarf around his neck.
"Ne, ne, Sasuke did you get mauled by girls again?" Naruto asked loudly, a foxish grin on his face. He knew for a fact the a tiny scratch on Sasuke's left cheek was left by him.
"Hilarious Naruto," Sasuke started off in a cool but deadly tone. "You and I both suffered the effects of our little brawl yesterday. You were worse off than me, I recall." His tone turned arrogant and mocking.
"Did the girls croon over your wee scratch? They clung to me when I told them you fractured my arm." Naruto waved over said arm, a white cast adorning the damaged appendage.
"Tch, the Uchiha wouldn't bat them an eye," Neji launched into the conversation.
"Too troublesome," Shikamaru added.
"Hn," Sasuke frowned and then leaned back in his chair, tossing the crust onto the plate. He always disliked the crust of a pizza slice.
"Hmm." Chouji said, eating a cupcake.
"Isn't that, that Cherry Blossom girl over in the corner?" Rock Lee asked, concerned.
"Oh he's so sensitive." One of the girls giggled.
"She seems sad," Shikamaru drawled, leaning back in his chair, balancing on its back legs.
"She always eats alone. Always there." Shino spoke up.
"Eh?" Kiba asked, startled. Usually they all knew who people were and where they sat. Who they were friends with, what they liked...everything. He frowned for a moment. "What's her name?"
"Haruno Sakura," Chouji answered, giving a quiet burp. "Pardon me ladies." He added politely.
The gathered crowd of girls giggled. Some of them sent glares Sakura's way for being the topic of the boys conversation.
"Oh," Naruto seemed lost for a moment. "I see her in the library sometimes."
At this moment, Neji whom had been sipping his pop, discreetly choked on it and had a quiet coughing fit all in a matter of thirty seconds. "You've been in a library?!" He sputtered, well, his version of sputter, Shikamaru clapped him on the back a few times.
"No, I was walking by it." Naruto replied, a grand grin on his face.
Neji gave a groan. "Thanks for that, I thought I might have a heart attack." He said, his pearly eyes fixing on Sakura once more. "Uchiha, why don't you talk to her?"
Sasuke's eye seemed to develop a slight twitch. "Why?" He asked.
"Simple. You date her, get into her good graces and then dump her." Shino answered.
"It's been boring around here lately." Kiba said, "no offense, girls."
"Alright fine," He conceded, as his instincts told him to agree quickly; less he suffer eye twitching for a week from Naruto's puppy look.
A few tables over a cluster of girls erupted in giggles.
Yamanka Ino was the leader of this group of girls. Hyuuga Hinata and Tenten also accompanied her. They wore average school uniforms, white knee-high socks, black skirt, white blouse and black shoes.
"Oh my God, did you hear that?!" Ino squealed. She herself wore a thigh-high black skirt and had a few buttons undone.
"Yeah," Tenten said. Tenten just had her sleeves rolled up, practical.
They only made out some of the conversation. But they did catch that Sasuke was thinking about dating Sakura.
"W-well th-that's a new thing." Hinata said quietly. She didn't change her uniform at all.
"A majority of the girl population will want her head by the end of the day. I won't have to hurt her for getting Sasuke-kun interested in her." Ino speculated. "I won't have to dirty my hands."
"Brilliant, Ino," Tenten encouraged the blonde.
The Uchiha's eyes found themselves trained on the blossom's head once more.
Sakura groaned. She could hear well and picked up on the girls conversation, just the bit about girls beating on her. She didn't do anything to them. She minded her own business. A cold crawling shiver went up her back, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end. She decided that it was time to go. It felt like someone was watching her with more than innocent eyes.
Placing her hands on table she stood up, grabbing her lunch-pale and leaving the cafeteria. She wore the average uniform, red lining on the knee-length skirt. A red cherry blossom was sowed into the collar.
She shoved her stuff in her locker just as the bell rang. At that moment, the halls filled with students rushing to get to class. She pulled out her book bag, inserting Vergil into it. She then ran off to history, hoping they would continue on the Yondaime and fairy tales written about him.
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Sakura gave a yawn as she pulled out her heavy shoulder bag from her locker, after stuffing it with the heavy book and a few other things. She then buckled it closed and slung it over her shoulder, shutting and locking her locker. She was optimistic about the walk home because it was a time when she could think peacefully while outside. The weather forecast called for some clouds but it was supposed to be warm. She walked to the exit, meshing in with the crowd before stepping out into heavy rain. She gave a groan. It was the loudest noise she had made today. It was raining, she had no coat or umbrella. The walk home was going to suck.
She shrugged and trudged on. She had just gotten off school property when three girls pounced on her. "What the hell?" She shouted, pushing them away. One grabbed her arms, the other, a mangy girl with brown dread-locks slapped Sakura across the cheek.
"Don't go near Sasuke-kun," She sneered.
"What?" Sakura asked, confused. She struggled against the mousy girl's grip, her heart rate quickening. That first slap hurt like hell. The third kicked her in the shin and the mousy kid let Sakura drop from the pain.
"You don't deserve him!" The mousy one said in a high pitched voice.
"You're just a nobody!" The third one snarled.
The leader, the mangy one, lifted Sakura's head and raised her hand.
Just then a lighting bolt lit the whole sky. Sakura's face was drenched, her cheek stinging. She grimaced, shutting her eyes and bracing herself against the attack.
Then she felt something warm and dry drop around her shoulders.
"Who called all this ruckus?" A deep voice said, somewhere above her. The pounding rain was making her dizzy and giving her a headache.
"Uh-uh, well," The mangy girl stuttered. "Let's go girls," She ordered and they bolted.
Sakura just heard the fading footsteps as her vision failed her. The headache was turning into a migraine. She clung to the warm dry thing and shivered. All she could feel before she surrendered to darkness was hand gently lifting her up before being tucked under someone's chin and leaning against someone's chest. The steady heartbeat lulled her into unconsciousness, snuffing out the pain. The last fragment of thought that entered her brain was, "Who...?"