A/N: I've had all this inspiration to continue with my other stories but, of course, my information and excerpts on the computer that crashed and that we have to send back to the manufacturer to have it fixed. I had a few excerpts for a different story saved online, so voila!, here's that story!

Pairings shall be: SasuSakuGaa, KarinSui, InoKiba, NaruHina, TemaShika, NejiTen

(From your feedback/opinion/how the story turns out, who Sakura will end up with will be decided later on.)

ALSO! So you guys aren't confused! This isn't an anti-Karin fic at all. While I didn't even think about it like that at first, after re-reading it a few times I realized it could be interpreted that way...but it's not.

Don't hate me for spelling mistakes. I don't have Microsoft Word on my laptop yet, so I'm using WordPad which doesn't have spellcheck. :(

Justify

Chapter O n e

"That sucks, man." A tall brunette grunted, chugging the rest of his coke then tossing the empty can behind him, completely missing the over-flown trash can.

The other two occupants barely heard what the male said as their eyes were glued to the television screen, their fingers gliding across the PS3 controllers they had, both simply 'hn'ing. The standing male sighed, leaning against the closed door, grabbing another coke and his cell phone in boredom.

"Yo, it's five." The two didn't respond. He sighed. "In the morning." Still no response. "Well, I'm heading home. I'll see you idiots in homeroom." He grabbed his discarded leather jacket, shoved his hand in the pocket to make sure the keys to his 1981 Firebird was still in there, and slipped out of the room.

The remaining occupants didn't make a sound for a good hour, eyes still trained on the violent video game. Then the male with icy-blue hair blinked, looking to the clock.

"Gah, why does school exist?" He snarled, pausing the game. His friend twitched before saving the game and standing up. "Yo, Sasuke-" Before he could finish what he was saying, a clean - well, at least relatively - shirt was thrown at his face as well as a well-worn pair of jeans.

"You left those here two weeks ago. And I expect that shirt back soon." Sasuke said simply, grabbing his own choice of attire. His friend just shook his head.

"What was Kiba even talking about before? What's goin on?" Sasuke almost glared at him. But he remembered that he was incredibly stupid - almost as much as the dobe - and he was probably wasn't even listening when he told both he and Kiba earlier.

"My cousin is gonna be living here, 'cause she's gonna be in that private school." His friend sucked his teeth.

"That blowsss." He paused. "Is she hot?" Sasuke snorted, but his friend obviously felt the need to continue. "Cause, like, if she is, I can make sure you never see her, fo sho."

Sasuke kicked his bedroom door open. "Suigestsu, get the fuck out."

Suigetsu 'tsk'ed. "You won't be able to hide her forever," He winked, not at all phased by the fact that Sasuke nearly slammed on the door on his head. He shrugged, waved at Sasuke's mother who was already up and re-painting her nails on the kitchen counter - she had to be slightly neurotic; she painted her nails a different color every day, and sometimes even twice a day, and she wrote down what color she used so she wouldn't repeat a color within a two week period.

And she frequently explained that to anyone within earshot, which is the only reason why Suigetsu remembered that.

Inside his room, Sasuke kicked around a few of the empty - and nearly-empty - coke cans, figuring out what to do before he had to return to that hell called school. He was glad Karin wasn't going to his school, the public school was already crappy without a whiny red-headed cousin and she could go be snobby in the private school. He had already spent way too much time with her over the years, and her presence would definitely not be welcomed by he or Itachi.

He glanced at his door for a second - as well as the old lock - and mentally made a note to buy a dead bolt to ensure his privacy.

Eleven thirty six; two days later, Friday. A short red-head stepped outside a shiny silver Hummer limo, her heels making a small clack as she stepped foot onto the pavement. She pushed her silver sun glasses up and onto the top of her head and she, in her entierty, looked made of money.

However, it was expected, as the Uchiha family was fairly wealthy. It also showed from the mansion she stood in front of, belonging to her Auntie Mikoto and Uncle Fugaku.

Her lips curled as she blankly stared at the mansion. She had been there so many times, including every summer, because her parents liked to take summer-long vacations without her. She didn't understand why - it's not like they ever saw each other anyway.

But now they had crossed the line. They decided that her old school wasn't helping her grade-wise - they never did realize that she just wasn't that interested in learning - and were sentencing her to the world-renown private school right by her cousins' house.

An all-girls private school. Gag.

And the only reason why she wasn't running away was because of her Auntie Mikoto. That woman was just so nice and treated her like a daughter - she usually called her Mom during her stays - and she loved the feeling of being loved, simple as that. The rest of the family, however, she could live without.

Her Uncle Fugaku was...decent. He was a respectful man who was usually quiet, he never raised her voice at her, and, most importantly, he kept his distance. She figured that he wasn't used to dealing with teenage girls and simply kept his distance, not even bothering to try.

The eldest cousin, Itachi, seemed to have two sides to him. He could be light-hearted and friendly, but he could also be cruel and violent, but not unnecessarily.

The youngest cousin, however, she loathed with an absolute passion. To put it short, Sasuke was a dick. Emotionless. She didn't understand how he had friends. There was a point in time where she thought it was because they were kinda-sorta-not-really raised as siblings, and all siblings had tension between them for some reason or another. But it took her a short amount of time - seconds, really - that it wasn't the case here. After all, the only sibling-like thing they do is annoy and abuse each other.

She supposed she could stand it for a little while. While she was sure that it would be horrible - hell-ooo, all-girls school, how could it not be terrible; there wouldn't be a boy in sight she could tongue - she knew she had to give it a chance. After all, if she started failing right off the bat, she knew her parents would only send her someplace worse to 'teach her a lesson'.

She sighed. And that was when the black-haired Uchiha matriarch darted out of her house at suprising speeds for her age, arms wide open with a large grin on her face.

"Karin-chan! You're here!" She engulfed the younger girl in a hug, almost setting her off-balance, and Karin immediately wrapped her arms around her. She smiled into the woman's shoulder, wishing for a split second that her mother was this affectionate. The only form of affection her mother showed her was money, including the Hummer limo that escorted Karin off to Konoha.

"I scheduled an after-school tour for you, so you'll be able to find your classes on Monday," Mikoto cooed, gripping Karin's hand. She smiled and nodded; Mikoto knew that Karin didn't like being in the spotlight, and that would definitely be the case if the tour was during school.

"Thanks Mom," Mikoto smiled before dragging the girl into the house.

"And I'm cooking us a feast tonight. Fugaku wanted to eat out, but I don't know what he was thinking. He knows I can't let someone cook for me when I'm this happy!" She ranted on, "And the boys will have their friends over. Itachi's friend's sister goes to your school, so she'll be coming tonight as well. After all, I don't want you to feel like you'll have to be stuck with me all night!"

"I wouldn't be stuck with you, Mom! You know that!" Karin pointed out and Mikoto laughed.

"I know that, dear. I just want you to make a friend!" Karin nodded, but was sort-of dreading dinner. After all, she had no idea what Mikoto was getting her into, and she just hoped that the girl wouldn't be that bad to deal with.