Two viewpoints rule over a college town, Quantity and Quality. Mainly it's a college thing but there are two high school boys pulled in, opposites abound. One working for Quality, the other spying on Quantity, Naruto and Sasuke finally get a chance to speak to each other after years and years of silence, and than it comes out... Sasuke had fallen in love with Naruto long ago. Can his love survive an impending war?

The buildings were set two hundred feet apart, the red bricks in the same pattern with white sandstone outlining the doors. There were two slight differences in the buildings themselves, the first is that when you split them down the middle at the equidistance point they were perfectly symmetrical making them each others twin opposites. The second was that one read Higgins Medical Building, 1700 Building and the other read Wright Science Building, 1800 Building.

In between the two buildings were approximately 400 pissed off and unrelenting college students facing the Science building chanting against the experimentations that were going on. In the front of the crowd with his back to the building and a giant megaphone in his hand was one high school Junior. His hair was wetted down so it didn't puff out everywhere as it had and his bright orange tee-shirt was reading 'experience life' in a bold font. With two bright blue eyes and an enthusiastic smiled he had been leading their side of the movement for four solid weeks. He raised his fist and shouted into the megaphone.

"Quality over Quantity!" He roared and looked up smiling as the crowd began chanting it, the four hundred fists pumping the air in a simultaneous movement. He finally turned to the building and looked up at the third floor where there was a row of body length windows and saw the Dean of Genetic Sciences standing with a few of his loyal students. They were obviously unhappy.

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"They're utterly annoying, Madara." Growled a heavily pierced man in a pair of ripped jeans, ripped white tee-shirt and a brand new lab coat while scratching his freshly shaven face. He inhaled through his nose promptly and walked over to the window and looked out. "Can we borrow some of them for our experiments?"

"Sorry, Nagato. Afraid that's illegal… if we get caught." Madara said calmly adjusting the black silk suit and walked around behind his mahogany desk and sat down running one of his old hands through matted down hair. He opened a folder and pulled out a picture, "so who's this kid that's leading all the protests?"

"His name's Naruto Uzumaki, he's an orphan that goes to West View, he's only 16." Deidara said brushing his hair to one side and moving uncomfortably foreword with another folder and setting it on his desk. Deidara was the law student Madara had enlisted, much against his will, to help them out. "We've also found out he's living with Jiraiya."

"Who?" Madara quickly closed the folder and opened up the new folder. He skimmed over the contents and raised his eyes looking for an answer.

"He's the new Dean of Modern Literature. He's the one who Konan keeps hitting on." Sasori muttered quickly from off the top of another desk in the room. Sasori was one of the professors that worked under Madara, he specialized in natural genetic mutations.

Konan made a dark face from Nagato's side and was about to step foreword but Nagato stuck a hand out and kept her in place. She stop trying and let her hair fall back some from the force. Her recently black died hair was a sacrifice she had to make to keep her position, but then she saw what Kisame had done so she had been pissed off lately. "Konan stop it, we all know you have a crush on him, get over it." Konan went quiet, especially since she was currently dating the vicious researcher who had just admitted she was being unfaithful.

"I think this is all getting a little dangerous," Deidara muttered quietly causing all the room to turn to him and stare with judging eyes as he thought carefully and slowly. "If the media gets a hold of this, they may side with the Quality and we'll lose all our standing."

"Yeah, but we have the Christians, they wanted longer life, and we're trying to provide it for them." Kakuzu laughed and was suddenly jabbed by his partner who was in the same identical lab coat he was in. He made sour pus and growled deeply. "If you're going to go on about how I messed up some religious shit, Hidan, I'll kill you."

"All I'm saying…" Was all Hidan got out before having to dodge a fist coming in his direction. Hidan ended up falling down to the floor, his back still up supported by the worked out arms. Hidan laughed and got up in somewhat good spirits. "Fuck! If you keep hurting all your lab partners were not going to have anyone left, you dumb shit!"

"All of you quiet!" Nagato fumed at the insolence of the grad students around him. He walked smoothly to the large windows and leaned his head down, pressing a calmly hand on the window. The man turned around to Madara who was looking up at him. "Let's scare him, not much for now, we don't want to make this public by committing a felony, we wouldn't get very far."

Nagato swiveled his head to the tallest among them who had recently died his hair a bright ocean blue and the other who was only here because his uncle Madara had made him show up. He wasn't even in the program, didn't even care about the movement, but he was highly persuasive and it was a valued quality. Madara closed the files and smiled at Kisame, "You're a very sick and twisted man, what do you suggest, Mr. Hoshigaki?"

Kisame smiled through his bright, white teeth and slowly suggested a favorite prank of his. "Let's put a dissected monkey carcass on his stoop and light it on fire. We can use the removed intestine and decorate the surroundings with them; I personally like to droop them around the trees while they're still bloody." Kisame looked around the room at some of the disgusted faces and then turned to what he considered to be his best friend.

Itachi's mind was far away at the moment, he was majoring in travel and culture so day dreaming helped him remember the different views. Right now, he was in Morocco trading a goat for a new shirt. He awoke with a nudge. Dreamily he turned to Kisame and made a 'hm' sound. "You have anything to add, Itachi? You can be pretty ruthless."

"Yea, I hate you all and I want a Big Mac." Itachi turned back out the window where the crowds were clapping in time to a nice rhythm. His gaze through a pair of blood red contacts saw and met the gaze of the young protest leader. 'He can't be much older then Sasuke…' Itachi relaxed back in the chair and continued looking out with an emotionless face and heard the news. They were going to set this Uzumaki kid's house on fire to get him to stop participating in the movement. It was then he heard that he would be going to school tomorrow at West View. 'That's good, Sasuke goes there.'

Itachi let his mind melt into the chanting and found himself back in Morocco complaining about the quality of the shirt and how it had a cow print on it.

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The demonstration finished an hour after the meeting. Naruto raised his wrist and wiped it habitually against his nose and smiled. The college students cleared away leaving just him and the office aid of the Dean of Medical Science, Shizune. Shizune smiled and turned to him putting her dress jacket back on, "You really have a gift getting people motivated, maybe you should become a politician?"

"Too complex for me, a community leader would be cool though. I'd kind of like to be a teacher." Naruto said thinking about things and dropped both his arms, the mega phone dangling from its red wrist tie. He stretched his back and yawned, "I might have to get better grades though; C's and D's just don't cut it sometimes."

"You don't have a B or an A in anything?" Shizune asked surprised as they began walking over to the medical building. Naruto shook his head slightly without ever losing his smile. Instead of complaining about it Naruto stopped, picked up a piece of trash, and ask himself out loud why people would litter two feet from a trash can. Shizune shook her head. "Don't you have anything you're good at? I'm good with writing."

"Dodge ball?" Naruto cheekily remembered and looked up to see the Dean of Medical Science and the Dean of Modern Literature looking at them as they walked up. Tsunade, the Dean of Medical Science was in her normal light green suit with he hair put back into a tight bun. The Dean of Modern Literature, and Naruto's current legal guardian was a buff man in khakis, a blue dress shirt and a tan tie on with the faint shading of a girl dancing on it. Naruto looked up at him and scratched his head with his free hand. "How'd we do, Jiraiya?"

"Eh…" Jiraiya muttered moving a flat hand back and forth, "It had its high moments. You need more chants. Maybe if someone learned how to rap that would spice things up."

"Yeah, I'll just call P Diddy and be right on that." Naruto jested and strolled over to stand next to Tsunade. "One of the students asked me when you were going to have a seminar over the Quality versus Quantity issue, I told him there probably wouldn't be one since you and Uchiha are practically ripping each other's guts out."

Shizune quickly put a small, manicured hand over her mouth and began giggling. "You should see them in the same room as each other; it's like kidnagarden-ers who blame each other for losing the toy. And that time they both wanted the last pudding in the teachers' lounge." Shizune said dropping until she noticed Tsunade's look. "Not that you act like a kidnagarden-er in anyway Ms. Senju and it was entirely his fault that the pudding was annihilated."

"Right." It was all that came out of Tsunade's mouth. Shizune looked like she was about to apologize more but Tsunade quickly interrupted her. "Come on Shizune, let's get back to work finding away to sell the Quality theory." Shizune said goodbye to Jiraiya avoiding letting him hug her. She did however put an arm around Naruto telling him to do better in class and briskly took after her mentor.

"What are the theories again? I keep forgetting them and people try to tell me about them and I have to nod and say that I have a new novel to get back to." Jiraiya laughed as he began to walk back to the 300 building where his office was. He sighed and looked at Naruto smiling. "Why can't you guys make it simple one lined ideas like 'pears are a fruit.'"

For a second Naruto's deviant side got a hold of him quickly and he raised the megaphone and pressed the button. "It doesn't work like that."

Jiraiya jumped a bit and Naruto lowered the device from his mouth and laughed. "Quality is the view that science should be used to make our lives better. They want to make the pain go away and stay away so you can get back to your life and do as you please in the natural time allotted by the human body.

"Quantity is the same view. They want to increase the life span so you can live longer; the ultimate goal is to make people immortal so they never die." Naruto sighed and looked to the ground kicking a pebble along the sidewalk with one of his sneakers, "what I want to know is how this is helping me pass physics."

"What side are we on again?" Jiraiya asked as they found the large literature building. Naruto stopped and gave him a 'are you actual asking that' look. Jiraiya laughed slightly and shrugged. "I'm an old forgetful man."

"Really?" Naruto paused for a second looking at the teacher; very slowly a slow grin crept across his face. "In your classes, how many of your female students wore shorts today?"

"Fifty-two." Jiraiya cooed dreamily and began to remember what he could. Naruto rolled his eyes dramatically and walked ahead calling bullshit on him loudly. "Hey, what side is it anyways?"

"Quality. What's the use of living forever if you're unhappy?" Naruto asked turning his head back towards him, "I'm surprised you haven't used that theme yet in one of your books."

"I'm a romance guy. I write romance novels." Jiraiya reminded him sticking a finger up in the air to make his point. He took a deep breath in and waved his hands over the area to display the nature around them. "I write beauty, and peace. What's more beautiful then a young woman just coming into her own? She's going to…"

Naruto raised the megaphone again and turned it on interrupting him, "you write soft core porn with a bunch of dialogue in it." The sentence got the attention of everyone around them. Jiraiya rapidly stole the megaphone away and tucked it under his arm. He easily kept up his stride until he realized he was dragging Naruto with the piece of equipment.

"Oh, sorry, Kid-o." The dean undid the tie and kept walking taking the megaphonewith him.

"Hey that's mine!" Naruto yelled rubbing his wrist. "What are you going to do with a megaphone?"

"Putting it in my office. I'm confiscating it." Jiraiya kept moving and shouted at some of the literature students who were sitting in a tree.

"I don't even go here!" Naruto knew his excuse was futile but tried anyway. Jiraiya shrugged again, Naruto ran both his hands through his hair and didn't think on it too much more, he'd get it back tonight anyway after Jiraiya passed out. Naruto tossed his hands down and began walking in the opposite direction. His house was only thirty blocks from here, if he wanted to, he could run that in record time but he had money in his pocket and his stomach was empty.

The sidewalks were full of students. Every single one had a different banner on, white for Quality and red for Quantity. They remained packed in there little groups until he hit Carpenter street, the end of campus, the street his high school was on.

Naruto quickly looked at his watch reading just after six. He could go home any time he liked, but Sai would be getting out of art club and Sakura would be getting out of her wrestling practice. Detouring to the school it felt too quiet for his likes. Naruto shoved his hands in his pockets wishing he had invested in the iPod instead of the PS3, but then quickly changed his mind remembering how much he loved to play video games.

As he came to the school and saw Sakura walking out of the school with Lee who was still wrapped up around the neck from an incident with a 325 Lbs. wrestler from Greenpoint. Naruto shoved two fingers in his mouth and whistled from across the street. Sakura quickly looked up and ran away from Lee waving at him. She dashed across the empty street with her bag in arms and stopped in front of him brushing some of her pink-dyed hair out of her face. "Hey, how'd the protest go?"

"Same as always. Jiraiya confiscated my megaphone otherwise I would have just set off the horn." He said unhappily. "Have you seen Sai yet? I've got money, I figured we could go out for pizza."

"He's still in, want to go kidnap him?" She offered smiling through her glossed lips. Sakura began to turn not taking her light green eyes off him, Naruto shook his head. Sakura let out a small clicking noise from her tongue. "Why not?"

"The last four times we went in there, we had to pose for paintings for like two hours. Let's just go ourselves, more pizza for me." Naruto joked and began to walked away not even noticing the boy in bondage pants and a giant black sweater hike past them towards the college. Naruto and Sakura laughed loudly in their own conversation. It was clear to Sasuke that they didn't recognize his existence even if he was a giant black blot on the white pristine sidewalks.

The boy smiled. "Good," he whispered to himself, the edges of his lips curled happily. Stopping a few yards away letting them leave, a half-tanned hand went through his hair and he took a deep breath in catching their scents. Sasuke knew Naruto's aroma very well, it was a mix of an expensive aftershave, the mint gum he typically chewed, and the slight hint of perspiration. Sasuke loved that scent.

He was suddenly hit in the side of the head with a small pebble that dropped down and remained on his shoulder until one of his large hands brushed it off with agitation. Turning his head the young Uchiha saw a bleach blond boy in a similar outfit to his. The difference was a huge water bottle in one hand and a large rock in the other which, he assumed, if the pebble had failed would have been tossed. "What is it now, Suigetsu, I have to go yell at Madara?"

"Your brother's looking for you, Sasuke. I'm supposed to take you back to HQ." He smiled through his filed teeth. It was possibly one of the coolest things Suigetsu had ever done in Sasuke's eyes. Now he was a piranha instead of just acting like one.

"It's not HQ, it's just an old house we broke into." Sasuke said uneventfully and walked across the street and stood by him. "And it's a piece of shit besides the bathrooms."

"Hey, Karin and Jugo have worked hard on that place making it livable, and not to mention yours truly had to fix all the plumbing and painted all the rooms while pretty boy went off gallivanting in Europe just because Uncle Madara had to go on a book tour." Suigetsu stuck out his tongue quickly with his face a tad bit angry.

"Feeling better?"

"Yea…" Suigetsu smiled and took in some fresh air. "Well let's get going, I don't really feel at ease letting Kisame in HQ with only Itachi to watch him, members or not."

"Did Itachi say what it's about?" Sasuke turned and looked him in the eyes. "He usually never comes over to Black Bird."

"Nope, just said to move your ass." Suigetsu said and unscrewed the cap and took a giant drink. He lowered the bottle putting the cap back on with a twisted grin and blew a lock of hair out of his mouth. "Coach says I get to shave my head if we get to state. Cool huh?"

"You'd look funny bald." Sasuke said and laughed at his friend, "Like a withered old man, or really dehydrated."

"Shut up, you fag." Suigetsu fumed punching him somewhat hard in the shoulder. Sasuke grabbed his shoulder and rubbed it with a sour ting to his face, "I punched in the wrong place didn't I? Is that where the new tattoo's at?"

"Yeah," Sasuke quickly handed off his backpack; his arms stretched out in front of him and the sweater pulled off over his head and down his biceps to show a giant black and white eagle on his shoulder. "Took three hours of begging Jugo to do it and three hours of sitting there getting it done. Well worth it, was up until… Maybe four this morning."

"So that's why you didn't show up until lunch, and the wrong lunch on top of that." Suigetsu grabbed his arm just under the eagle's talons and examined the artwork carefully. "Jugo just keeps getting better, but still, you'll end up failing."

"You're lucky I showed up at all. I should have just stayed home; today was a waste of effort. Probably should be taking it carefully with the ink, I haven't gotten one this big before." Sasuke said looking at it. He smiled and flipped his wrist over showing a simple, small black bird, "no matter what, the first is always the favorite."

"I can't wait 'til spring of our senior year, after swimming's over. I'm going to get a huge something all over my back. You all were lucky, you got yours on your wrist, Jugo has his on his calf, Karin's got her's above her tit, me… on my hip so it can be covered at all times because I'm not allowed to have tattoos for swimming." Suigetsu said and they began walking. Sasuke decided to leave the sweater off and tied it around his waist tightly. Suigetsu handed him his bag back and they began walking towards the slums of the big city. "Did you know how uncomfortable I was with Jugo that close to…Eh!"

"You ever think about quitting swimming? I'm sure you could pass the equivalence exam. Madara can get you into the college. Who really wants to waste time going day in and day out, listening to teachers? Especially that freaking gym teacher, what'd he change his name to, Might Guy?" Sasuke grunted in disgust.

"I was thinking about it, but then I remembered that I'd have to put up with your uncle. I think I'll just suffer in a boiling pot of feces before I do that." Sasuke burst out laughing and turned to see where they were. They were on the corner of Raven Street, the building all crumbling around them. They picked up their pace and crossed the street avoiding the prostitutes that were coming out and the occasional druggie shooting up.

Nearly running for five blocks and came upon a grey shingled house with a door in the front and several different windows on three different levels, every visible entrance was covered with assortments of rotting wood. At the relief of seeing the decaying shingles Sasuke smiled. "Finally, Black Bird house."