Author Note: meh-new story. I should update others, I know.
Disclaimer: Still own nothing. Sigh.
Summary: Haruno Sakura knew she wasn't the luckiest girl in the world. Still... she hadn't expected her dorm room to erupt in flames! To make matters worse, the boarding school Sakura's has no free rooms! Except- a room full of boys. Pranks, laughter, and drama ensue. SasuSaku
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Chapter 1: Fires and Dorms
I felt like shooting myself in the face.
In theory.
...Kind of.
It wasn't that I wanted to stop living or anything. In fact, I was all about life. It was just that I was currently in one of those situations that make a girl wish for a hideous monster to burst in through the window, with barred teeth and growling ravenously as he kidnapped her. I mean, who knows? The beast could possibly take the girl to the woods and morph back into an attractive young man who needed True Love's First Kiss to remain human forever and-
"Sakura, are you listening to me?" Not at all. But I didn't say that. One required a certain amount of tact when dealing with the temperamental headmistress, Senju Tsunade. I just looked up from my scuffed up combat boots to meet the expressive eyes of the headmistress. She looked pissed, though I guess I could understand why. It wasn't everyday that a girl set her dorm room on fire. Though in my defense, I'd had no clue that the bed was so flammable- otherwise, I'd never have dreamed to set my brand new straightener down on it. I mean, come on- it was from Yuki City. Who would purposefully destroy a flat iron from Yuki?
"How exactly did this fire start again?"Tsunade asked, narrowing her eyes at me as she asked. I shrugged my shoulders and returned my gaze to my shoes. They, like the rest of my tattered pajamas, were covered in ash and soot. They smelled, too. Just looking at the destroyed clothing made my bottom lip tremble. Tsunade noticed. "Ah, shit," Tsunade muttered. Louder, she called for her secretary, Shizune, and immediately after, the black haired receptionist entered Tsunade's office. I refused to look at her, though, for I was still trying to keep the tears in. I hated crying in front of people.
"Is everything alright, Tsunade-Sama?"
"No, everything is not alright," Tsunade snapped. "This student practically burned her room down!" Which meant all of my clothes, make-up items, had just went up in smoke. Literally. I moan escaped from my lips.
"I'm sure it was an accident, Tsunade! You and I both know that Sakura is a good student." A good, currently homeless student. "Besides, Sakura's room is in a wing set up for renovation in the summer. That's indirectly, less work for you." I glanced up to see Tsunade's reaction. The woman was stroking her chin thoughtfully, thinking over Shizune's wise words. "And we now know that the students on that floor know how to file out of a building during an actual fire," Shizune added, glancing over at me. I gave her an appreciative smile because, really, it was nice that she was helping me out. Now Tsunade just had to speak up...
"Alright, I won't expel you." My eyes widened in relief, than fear. She'd been considering kicking me out? I immediately thought of the horror had that been the case. My dad would make quick work cutting off my hair and shipping me to the nearest boot camp. "It's discipline" he'd insist. But just because he was capable of ripping a car in half didn't mean I was. So getting expelled was a big 'no-no'. The fact that it wasn't an option made me sigh in relief. "Hold on there, Sakura. Just because you're not expelled doesn't mean you're not in a heap of trouble." Damn it. "You have to pay for the expenses it will take to clean up your room, which means getting a job, probably at a restaurant around campus." Okay, I could handle a job. "And then there's the fact that you now lack a place to sleep."
"Isn't there another dorm for me to be in? My friend, Ino, could let me stay with her," I suggested, but Tsunade was shaking her head.
"All the dorms are full. Singles, doubles, triples... you name it, it's taken." No. No. This couldn't be happening.
"But if I don't have a dorm, where will I sleep?" I asked, hating how my voice grew small, but fully aware that there was nothing I could do to change it. Tsunade was silent for a moment as she considered this, her eyes never leaving my face. I squirmed under the scrutiny and immediately slid down a bit in my chair. I was so screwed. I was probably going to have to go home anyway due to lack of room. Which meant I was going to boot camp. Which meant I was going to lose my hair.
And I loved my hair. It was pretty, pink, and most importantly long. Cutting it off would be like murder.
Sob.
"Well," Tsunade began, "there is one dorm open..." My ears perked up and before I could restrain my joy, I was up and practically pressing my nose against Tsunade's.
"There is! Where is it?"
"Room 618." I heard Shizune cough and looked to see if she was alright. She had a questioning gleam in her eyes as she looked to the clip board in her hand.
"Tsunade-Sama... room 618 is a boys' dorm. Sakura can't room in there!" A boys' dorm? I blinked as I thought over the number. 618. Yea, it made sense. The floor levels went by gender. Level 1 was for girls, 2 for boys, 3 for girls, 4 for boys, etc. And the sixth floor, where room 618 resided, was a place for boys.
"I know what it is," Tsunade was saying, "But if Sakura wishes to stay with us, it's her only option." Tsunade looked to me. "You're free to move in whenever you like." Whenever I like? Whenever I like?
"But I can't room with boys! Isn't that against the law?" Alright, that might've been a bit dramatic. But I couldn't help it! Tsunade was trying to ruin my life! I mean, it wasn't that living with a bunch of guys was a bad thing. I was just concerned about what everyone would say. Like 'oh, Sari's such a slut, she's rooming with guys'. And I knew first hand the true power of rumors, thanks to TV shows like Gossip Chicks, which I watched religiously every Wednesday with a blanket and a tub of cookie-dough ice cream.
"Nowhere in the school rules does it state that a female can't room with males... as long as there is an adult chaperon in the room. And lucky for you, room 618 does have an eighteen year old in it." Shizune scratched her chin.
"Tsunade, another student doesn't really classify as an adult-"
"Sai's old enough to drink, so he's old enough to watch over a fifteen-year-old girl."
"Sixteen," I corrected, which seemed to go right over Tsunade's head.
"Don't worry, Shizune. And Sakura, too, for that matter. The boys in room 618 are completely and utterly harmless." Maybe I was feeling a little optimistic. Or maybe a little more gullible. But after hearing a hint of sincerity in Tsunade's voice, I began to relax. Just a bit. Enough so that I reclined back into the chair I rested in and put a smile on my face. Sure it was forced, but it was a smile nonetheless.
"Alright," I sighed, "I guess it could be worse. May I ask who I'm rooming with?" Tsunade nodded to Shizune. The black haired woman looked to her clipboard, flipped a few pages and cleared her throat.
"Room 618 holds Sasuke, Naruto, and Sai."
Well. They didn't sound too bad. Maybe Tsunade was right. Maybe they were harmless...
Boy, was I wrong.
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