Title: Espionage

Summary: None yet, sorry

Disclaimers: Do I own Naruto? No. I don't even own any merchandise. You'll have to thank Masashi Kishimoto for the concept of 'Naruto'

Warnings: None for this chapter

Other: Rating may go up and very crappy writing is in store just so you know!

I might add things later and stuff because I'm not sure if I'm forgetting something or something like that. Do tell me if I am, please. By the way, Muffin only wrote about two paragraphs in this chapter because she got banned from the computer. Hopefully she'll be back next time.

Cherry

It was not easy, getting around such a large school.

Naruto really hated being in such a big school with no one to help him find where he was going. He just couldn't wait until after school was out, he would get to go to Ichiraku, even though it's work, he still got free ramen. He would do anything for ramen.

Naruto didn't even know where to go, the only reason he knew when was, was because all the students had left the corridors. That is, all except one student with black hair such as a raven's feathers. However, Naruto thought it over, and instead of asking the raven-haired boy, he walked away from him and looked for the main office of the school.

He thought about the boy while he was walking to the office, he rather regretted not talking to the raven, which Naruto was calling him in his head. He didn't know why he would want to talk to him at all, but he figured that it was because it would have been easier to just ask him instead of roaming around the school wishing to see a map somewhere. But then again, he wasn't sure if that was why he wanted to talk to the boy. And why was he in the hallway? Had he gotten in trouble, and now he was waiting for the teacher to come out and talk to him? Naruto wasn't sure in the least, but he tried to discard the thought as he found the office. When he asked the lady at the desk where he was to go for his class, after he had explained that he was new, he was told to go to room 1B in the next hallway on his right. When he got there, there was a teacher with white hair and a mask over his face.

In a calm voice, the mysterious teacher said, "You're late."

He had observed the wandering blonde in the hallway, not that the boy had noticed: the complete opposite of himself. He was always the one to notice every little detail about almost anything or anyone. Uchiha Sasuke had noticed he had not seen the boy in the school before. He noticed that the blond also had stared at him for a bit. This was of disconcert to Sasuke, the most popular boy in school. This was trivial.

It was right for the obviously knew boy to be confused about his current location. One, it was the middle of a class. Two, most students did not just sit in the hallway at school. The truth was, his brother, for some reason, had 'expressed concern' to the school guidance counselor about his 'distant demeanor.' To put it bluntly, they thought he needed an attitude adjustment. Hopefully, however, as soon as they walked out of the meeting room, he would be able to return to homeroom. Waiting was a bitch.

Naruto was properly seated in the front row with his edginess bugging him to no end. It was his first month in this school and he basically had no friends, a lousy job (aside from the ramen part of it) and he still didn't know his way around the school yet everyone just blamed him for being stupid. Mr. Hatake scratched on the board with his chalk, explaining to the class about some geometry crap that pretty much no one was going to use later and was very pointless and hard to learn. (A/N: I must say I do not agree, but I do think this is how Naruto would think of it)

"Psst, Naruto," someone whispered in his ear.

"What is it, can't you see I'm trying to make heads or tails of these shapes and stuff? It's hard enough as it is to figure out what we're being taught without you whispering in my ear, weirdo," Naruto said in a tone entirely incorrect for whispering to someone during class that's sitting right behind you. Suddenly everyone was silent, even the teacher. A blonde-haired girl giggled and a boy with red triangles on his cheeks and his friend with tomato-red hair laughed. Naruto suddenly realized that he was on his feet and Kakashi was giving him death glares. Before he could even figure out what happened the word 'Vice-Principal's office' slipped out of the teacher's mouth and the blonde left the classroom, anger boiling through his mind.

That person just had to talk to me. I just had to be caught. I just had to stand on my feet and yell it to the class just because I am truly an idiot and can never figure anything out in this damn school. Who was trying to talk to me anyway? I never got a chance to…

"Hey, watch it," said an annoyed voice. Naruto had run right into the raven-haired boy from earlier, but there was someone else with him. The other man was tall, had long black hair that was tied at his neck and sanguine eyes that bore into Naruto's cerulean blue ones.

"Hello," the man said in a surprisingly cheerful voice as he pushed his brother aside to shake the stunned blonde's hand, "Good to see another one of Sasuke-chan's classmates. I'm his brother, Uchiha Itachi, of course Uchiha is my last name, my first name is-"

His ramble was cut of by his brother, Sasuke, maneuvering around Naruto and grasping Itachi's sleeve in one of his hands, forcing his older brother to come along.

"You'll have to excuse him, Naruto," Itachi said as he was being dragged along by his brother, "Sasuke has such a nasty attitude."

Not even knowing how to react to this, Naruto just shrugged it off and decided it was best to pretend it didn't happen as to not confuse him anymore which usually worked for Konoha's most valuable juvenile spy, but he was drawn back into it when the name just struck him. Uchiha. Itachi Uchiha. He couldn't be…

TBC

A/N: Finally done…I hope it doesn't suck too much…and I hope I'm able to continue with Muffin writing too next time….

Well, I'm not going to beg for reviews but it doesn't mean I wouldn't like any so if you have a few spare minutes (or seconds), be my guest.

This is a multi-chapter story and I am currently working on a summary to make up for the corny title. Soo…. here we go.