Hey! I have yet to update my other story, but I got this idea, and had to type it before I forgot about it! (I have lots of other ideas typed too, but im to lazy to actually write the complete story. :/) Anyways, hope you enjoy, and thanks for reading!
Rating: M, for, well... reasons ;) (and language!)
Main EVENTUAL pairing: SasuNaru
"Implied pairings": NaruSaku, NaruIno, SasuIno, SasuSaku, etc. Nothing major, though.
Summary:Naruto's unrequited love had taken the interest of Ino, whom wants to sabotage Sakura and Sasuke's relationship while she still can! But her plan might involve Naruto to get closer to Sasuke than he would have ever imagined. SasuNaru AU HighSchool
Disclaimer: Narutos and idiot, Sasuke is too. I don't own Naruto, neither do you! ^_^
Fun little side note- Konoha High's School colors are Navy Blue, Green, and White. I got the colors from the standard Jounin uniform. Ya know, the weird blue jump-suit thangs, with the green vest?
Warning: I suck at spelling, and I don't fully understand Betas, so bear with me, kay?
Naruto Uzumaki walked apathetically through the halls of the Konoha Public High-School. He was dreading Iruka's class with every fiber of his being. If he was late, he could care less. The halls were full of bustling kids running to and fro, worried about being late for class. They shoved their way through the crowded hallway, glaring at kids in their way. Naruto was a victim of those hateful glares and glances. You see, Naruto wasn't the most popular guy around. Sure, he had a small group of good friends, but he put a lot of excess effort that shouldn't be required to form a friendship. You wouldn't believe the lengths he went to win someone over! He even went as far as to cosplay at the local anime convention - But thats another story.
Anyways, back to the story, Naruto wasn't that popular. People just didn't seem to like him. He didn't know why, but as he got older, he started to care less and less. When he was younger, all he ever wanted to do was be acknowledged as a fellow human being, and who knows if hes even managed that today?
Naruto grew accustom to the cold galres, but he sometimes wondered if he would be better off dead, that maybe, just maybe, life would be less troublesome for everyone else if he was gone. 'If I died, would I get out of Iruka's History test?' One could only hope.
The late bell went off, and the halls were completely empty. Well, except for Naruto, of course. It was just after lunch-time, and Naruto found himself rather lazy around that time. Lazier than normal, that is. The sun reflected on the glossy white floor, making it shine as if it were a still lake, reflecting on the blue lockers and giving them a surprisingly warm glow. He finally came to the corner and spotted the familiar class- B4. He ran an agitated hand through his blonde, unkempt hair, and pushed open the classroom door.
He was greeted by the very familiar, all-knowing stare that Iruka gives him, before scratching off Naruto's name on his clipboard as 'tardy'. Naruto trudged to the back of the room, tossing his raggedy black bag covered with buttons, pins, and straps on the floor, and plopped down in his seat. Class went by agonizingly slow, and Naruto pulled out his sketch pad to get his daily fix of doodling. In someways, he liked sitting in the back. He got to be by his friend Kiba, and the teachers rarely called on him (except for Iruka. He genuinely believes that Naruto has 'potential'. Can you believe that?).
Now, most kids in class B4 (and Konoha High in general) hated sitting in the back. Weather it was because they actually couldn't see the white board, or they didn't feel comfortable sitting at a table with dirty smack-talk engraved in it. Others didn't want to because of all the perverted sentences written on the desks that should never be uttered out load, and would indeed beg the question of, "Do you kiss your mother with that mouth?" Lastly, in most cases, the students didn't want to sit in the back because Sasuke Uchiha, school heart-throb and resident ice princess, always sat in the front. It was hard to stare at your (along with every other insane women under the magical 'Uchiha spell') crush from the deep, dark, corners of the class. Which, even right now, Sasuke is always srrounded by the majority of the female population.
Ino Yamanaka and Sakura Haruno sat to his left and right, trying to out-wit each-other, and be blessed enough to have the Uchiha so much as glare in their direction. Why Sasuke didn't have a girlfriend still puzzles Naruto to this day. He practically has them all wrapped around his finger. If they were on a bridge, and Sasuke wanted them to jump, Naruto would bet you twenty bucks that they would, indeed, jump.
Even Ino and Sakura, the school most popular ladies, wouldn't bat an eyelash if it meant getting them closer in the running of becoming "Mrs. Uchiha". Now, there were girls like Naruto's right-hand man Shikamaru's girlfriend Temari who didn't adore Saskue, but even she could admit he was cute. It didn't matter if you liked him or not, the boy was hot. He looked effortlessly sexy, dressed in his tight maroon crew-neck shirt and matching black jeans and jacket. His skin was creamy and flawless, and his eyes were two big orbs of darkness and pain that never would be understood. Hell, he even made high-school boys question their sexuality. In other words, he was sin personified.
This was very much unlike Naruto, with his navy-blue jacket (and vibrant white zipper, of course. Naruto loves bright colors.) with skinny black jeans (which he sagged, of course. Like every-other boy at Konoha High). He always appeared to be wearing his special necklace that was the glistening color of blue, purified water, and made his equally mesmerizing eyes 'pop'.
They bell finally rang, dismissing Naruto from his daily visit to hell, and he began packing his bright orange spiral and bite-mark-covered pencils. "Hey man, I gotta high-tail it out of here." Kiba chatted as he shoved everything in his bag, "Hanna told me to come to the family pound to help out with work, cause' my Moms gotta meeting to go to. You gonna be okay riding home by yourself?"
"Yeah, of course. What do you think I am, weak?" Naruto hoaxed, playfully punching Kiba's shoulder. Kiba grinned, and returned the favor. "See you later, gator!" The brunette yelled over his shoulder, as he raced out of class.
Naruto was about to leave too, until Iruka had to butt-in and say, "Naruto, please wait a couple minutes after class. I need to talk to you." Naruto dramatically sighed, and took a seat next to the door. As he waited impatiently, he could hear Ino and Sakura conversing away about the after-school fall festival activities, and latest fashions, while Sasuke looked irritated and wanted to get the hell away from them.
"I think a respectably dressed women looks more appealing." Sakura added, with her sugar-coated smile. "Yeah." Ino nodded in agreement (though you wouldn't think she thought that way, considering how skankily-clad she is.) "A sophisticated women can go from professional to dangerously sexy in the blink of an eye."
"What do you think, Sasuke?" That was the girls secret tactic of getting Sasuke to give them hints on his type of girl. Of course, if anyone was a master of mind-games, it was the Uchiha himself. "Hn." Came the boys monotone grunt, as he left the class. Sakura looked down dejectedly, and Ino 'tsked' at the obvious brush-off.
"Ungrateful jerk..." Naruto muttered as Sasuke walked past him on his way out. The raven glanced at him, hearing an attempt insult to his pride. As he locked eyes with the perpetrator, he gave him a knowing smirk. The kind that said "I heard you, but Im not going to indulge you by gracing you with my presence, and well-worth time." Naruto returned the favor of giving Sasuke 'the finger'. You know, 'the finger' that had the subliminal message of 'Go fuck yourself'. Sasuke ignored the crude gesture, and left.
"Sakura, I need to speak to you, too." Iruka said. Sakura and Ino shared a suffering look, and the pink parasite nodded. "I'll wait for you outside." Ino announced as she fled the room. If you're confused on what type of relationship the two girls had, it was best explained with this phrase: Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. They used to be best-friends when they were younger. Yes, during their youthful days, Ino protected Sakura from bullies, and Sakura helped out around Ino's Parent's Flower Shop with her. But, that all changed in Middle School once the girls hit puberty. They both made Sasuke their target, and often clashed heads. They eventually grew apart. The first year of High School, they tried to preserve whatever little friendship they had left, and that is where they are now.
As the class finally cleared, Iruka motioned for the two to come over to his desk. The conversation went along the lines of this;
"Naruto, you're grades have dropped significantly in the past few weeks."
"They were never that great to begin with."
"Naruto, don't talk to Mr. Umino that way!" -insert Sakura glare-o-death-
"I'll do what I want. Its a free country." (Great way to talk to the girl you've had a crush on since, like, ever.)
"Naruto, this is serious. I was thinking Miss Haruno here could possibly tutor you."
"What? Tutor him? Sorry Mr. Umino, but I don't have enough free time to." (Translation: Screw that! Im too good to be seen with a mentally-defective dunce like him!)
Iruka sighed. "Fine, then. I suppose I can get another person to tutor you, Naruto." Naruto scoffed in disbelief. "I don't need a tutor! Last time I got a tutor, she called me a dumb-ass!" Iruka glared at the blonde, sailor-mouthed lad as Sakura stared in utter disbelief.
"Her name was Tenten, Naruto. And she didn't call you stupid. Plus, you walked out of there before she could actually teach you anything." Iruka tried to reason, but it was all in vain.
"Whatever! She implied it, and thats all that matters. She was a bitch." Ah, Naruto's big mouth was bound to get him in some serious trouble sometime soon... Very soon.
Iruka scribbled fiercely on a piece of paper and shoved it in Naruto's face. "Whats this?" He asked.
"Detention slip. I've given you detention for your fowl language, and until I find you a tutor." Iruka explained.
"Bull shit!" Naruto blurted. Iruka raised a brow. "Naruto, do you want more detention?" He asked.
Sakura gave him a superior smile and turned to walk away, Naruto following her like a lost puppy, cruely accapting fate. Sakura closed the door, and turned around, only to be face-to-face with Naruto.
"Sakura, I know you don't want to, but I really need your help." Naruto confessed. "I don't want to get held-back a year."
Sakura took this moment to look Naruto up and down, as if fully seeing the boy for the first time. She sighed in annoyance. "Naruto, im busy with extra credit, and cheerleading. Besides, why should I help you?"
"What about Team Seven?" Naruto asked, desperately. "We were all such good friends, and-"
"Thats it, Naruto! We were good friends. Key word: were. Now stop. Im seriously annoyed with you right now." And leaving no room for argument, she turned around and left.
Naruto stayed there, watching his long-time crush's retreating figure. He dropped his bag and leaned against the concrete wall. He slowly sunk down, his feat spread-out in front of him in a careless manner, defeat and rejection pulsing threw his body. It didn't matter if he was home by a certain time or not, he lived alone. He heard footsteps echoing through the hallway, but he didn't care to look up. "Its probably just some student-council nerd staying late..." He mumbled to himself.
"Excuse me?"
Naruto's eyes widened. He knew who it was. He snapped his gaze over to the speaker... Ino Yamanaka.
"Sakura left." Naruto said, poker-face and all. Ino sighed, crossing her arms."You're awfully pathetic."
"What?"
"Sakura." She gestured her head in the direction the pink girl left. "You like her? I never even noticed with the way you too bickered. I guess boys do have weird ways of displaying affection."
Naruto didn't know what to do, or what to say. Part of him was mortified that she found out, another part of him was happy someone acknowledged his unrequited love. But, most of all, he was completely heart-broken that all his declares of love never, ever went noticed by anyone. Had no one even realized how much he cared for the medic-in-training?
"I'll take your silence as a yes." Ino deducted, inspecting her incredibly fake, well-manicured nails. Naruto looked back down, avoiding the girls piercing gaze. "I can help, ya know." She offered, off handedly.
"What do you mean?" Naruto asked, lopsidedly making an attempt to stand back up. "Simple. I like Sasuke; You like Sakura. Help me get with Sasuke, and a little heart-broken, pink-haired gal is yours. Deal?"
"Your not serious, are you?" Naruto asked, skeptically. "Theres a catch right? Whats the catch? Theres gotta be a catch..." You couldn't blame Naruto for not trusting her. He was a victim to bulling and pranks (he did some pranking himself, by the way) for most of his school life. From all the experiences he went through, this was a sure-fire trap. 'Ino wouldn't just offer to help someone like me that freely.'
"Look, Naruto." Ino huffed, a little intimidated by Naruto's hight. "Ive known you for a long time. I don't claim to know you well, but I do know that you never waste a good opportunity." Bull shit, but neither of them dared acknowledge it. "I can get you anything you need; front-of-the-line lunch-pass, a nerd to do your homework, a higher placement on the social food-chain. Anything, you name it."
"Why me?" Naruto asked. "You could chose anyone, so why me? What about Chouji, or Shika, or Sai?"
"I have my reasons. Look, do you want to help or not?"
Naruto knew it was wrong. It was cheap, dirty, and wrong. Almost worse than Orochimaru being a teacher (though nothings worse than that). But he made up his mind. "Deal. I'll help you." Naruto picked up his bag, and wiped of his pants. Ino began walking away, her pony-tail hair flapping behind her as Naruto ran to catch up. "So how do we go about doing this?" Naruto asked, casually clasping his hands behind his head.
"You need a tutor, right?" Ino asked, as she was lost in thought. "Yeah, why? W-Wait, how much of my conversation with Sakura did yo-" Ino held up her hand, ending Naruto's rambles. "And you use to be something whom some-what resembles a friend of Sasuke's, right?" Naruto nodded, not seeing where Ino was going with this. She abruptly stopped at the front doors of the school, and whooshed around, facing Naruto. The fall light outside gleamed through the window, brightly coloring the flaxen-colored couple, heat beaming on their skin. "Naruto, we have our first lead." She said with a sly smile. "Your going to help me sabotage Sakura's relationship with Sasuke. At least, whatever little 'relationship' the two have." Naruto's eyes widened, looking at the female blonde in shock.
"Dont be afraid to get your hands dirty, Naruto. Ive officially got black-mail on you." Ino advised. She turned to walk out the door, a fall breeze envelopes her as she steps outside. Just as shes about to leave, she gives one last long look at Naruto."Be careful, moron. This could get ugly, really fast."
-sigh- And so begins the story. Things will really get going next chapter, don't worry. This ISNT a NaruIno story, its SASUNARU, so chill-out. I know at least one of you is thinking 'What is this NaruIno bull shit?'
NEXT CHAPTER:
Plan A: Sabotage
Someone is out to get Sakura, but who? With the night-time School Halloween Scare game, and Naruto and Ino's failed attempt at winning a certain Uchiha's attention, Ino might just be forced to take drastic measures. And when that might include a certain whisker-faced boy to get a little too close to an old frenemy.
It all happens next chapter! (Don't worry, I'll get a lot more Sasuke next chapter. I know he only appears shortly in this one. Sorry!)
Future chapter will be longer, I promise. ;)
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