Kira Nakasumi. Yep, that's my name. I am currently a Genin in Konoha, the village of the leaf. And there I was…sitting at the academy, like old times, chatting with my friends. I was telling them about the Sasuke related dream that I had the night before. Hinata and Jirani chuckled as told them about the last Uchiha's tears at seeing a giant tampon. No. no. I do not like Sasuke. Actually me and my two friends are the only ones in our age group who are not his fan girls.
But, unfortunately, the spiky haired Uchiha so happened to pass by and heard what I had said. "Are you," he asked, angrily, "spreading false rumours about me?" "N…No!" I protested. He glared. "Liar," he grumbled. "No! I swear!" I protested once more. "Two can play at that game," he said. He cleared his throat. "Hey everyone!" he yelled. Everyone stopped what they were doing to listen.
Oh no, I thought, don't tell me that he's going to say something ridiculous about me like…I wear granny panties…because its true!! AAAAHHH!! He puts his arm around my waist. "KIRA NAKASUMI AND I HAD SOOOO MUCH FUN MAKING OUT LAST NIGHT!!" Everyone in the classroom gasped. I saw the fan girls giving me the evil eye. Sasuke leaned forward and whispered in my ear. I blushed at the feeling of his warm breath on the back of my ear. "You mess with my rep one more time and you'll get it even worse," he said his voice deep and hate filled. He let go of me. I snapped out of it.
"He's lying," I told everyone, "I… will never…ever…stick my tongue in the mouth of him…ever!" "But you still did," he said with a convincing smile. "I DID NOT!!" I screamed. "Did, too," he said. "Yeah," I said, "you're right…since I got blisters on my hand from running it through your needle-like hair. I mean…I've always liked guys who has pine cone shaped heads." His grin quickly turned into a glare.
"At least I," he said, "don't have hair that looks like skittles barf." I tugged at my colourful, rainbow-like hair. "'Barf the rainbow'," he said imitating the announcer from the skittles commercial, "'Taste the rainbow.'" Chuckles came from my surrounding classmates. I felt my face deepen with shame. "I'm sure," I said, "Naruto was a better kisser than me." Where did those words come from? Louder laughs came from the class. Sasuke now looked as if he wanted to kill me more than Itachi. Iruka-sensei finally walked in, just in time. "Take a seat!" he announced, "so I can announce the orders from Lady Tsunade!"