I'd Kill For You
Thank you so much to my wonderful Beta, ShadowedSoulSpirit! She has helped me find direction for my fic. If it wasn't for her, this story wouldn't make any sense.
If you are confused, this story was previously 'Konoha High'. With SoulSpirit's help all of the chapters will be re-done!
Summary: Sakura has always been the 'Queen Bee' at her high school. She knew that it was only a matter of time before she made Sasuke hers; that is until a new girl shows up and steals the spotlight. When Sakura catches the guy that she's loved since grade school staring at this 'Nobody' a pool of jealousy wells up inside her. Will she let it rage out of control? Or will she be able to overcome her emotions?
Warning: This fic is rated M for mature content, language, and violence.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters.
Hinata POV
The ill-famed warning bell sounded in the halls. Students slammed lockers, waved to friends, and bolted to their respective classrooms. Sneakers squeaked across the tiled floor. Shouts rang across the hallways as friends attempted to get in a bit of last minute gossip and goodbyes.
There were those students that defied the bell. Regardless of the consequences, they trudged to the bathroom to double check their appearances or just to defy their inanimate master. They lingered in the halls with scowls on their faces until the last possible second.
The final bell rang, and a single student remained in the hallway clutching a stack of books to her chest. Hinata had no idea where her classroom was, nor who she should ask for help. Konoha High was a large school with a lot of self-absorbed students.
Taking a half step forward, Hinata wondered if perhaps she should just walk until someone happened upon her. It couldn't hurt.
"Hey! The bell has already rung!"
Hinata jumped and squealed while simultaneously dropping her books, holding her hands out in front of her, and spinning to face her accuser.
The blond in front of her scrunched her eyebrows in annoyance and popped her hip. Brushing her long hair away from her pale eyes with one hand and smoothing her school-issued black skirt with the clip board in her other, the girl looked Hinata up and down.
"You got a hall pass?" When Hinata shook her head to indicate that she did not have one the hall monitor pulled a pencil from her jacket pocket. "Guess I'll have to write you up."
"P-pleases. Today i-is my first day. I couldn't find my classroom!" Hinata steepled her forefingers together and fidgeted nervously. She couldn't believe that on her first day she was already getting in trouble!
"Jesus" The blond graciously crumpled the citation and tossed it into a nearby bin. "Of course I get stuck escorting the newbie." Muttering to herself, she motioned for Hinata to come closer. "Lemme see your schedule and I'll get you to the right class. After that it's up to you. I'm not your babysitter. This is high school and no one is going to walk you through it."
Nodding emphatically Hinata collected her books from the floor and scrambled after the hall monitor, who was holding the paper Hinata had handed her and was walking briskly away.
Hinata allowed her mind to run wild as she quickened her pace to follow the flaxen haired hall monitor.
The school was so big! The halls seemed to be a winding maze designed to confuse those who dared to attempt its navigation. She was thankful for the sassy blonde's help.
************First Hour************
Hinata blushed remembering how the girl named Ino had unceremoniously swung open a door labeled 213 and shoved her inside.
The teacher looked much too young (and irritated for that matter) to be teaching. He had lazily lifted an arm and pointed to an empty seat in the back of the class without even looking up from the book he was reading at his desk. Hinata suspected that it was smut from the glimpse she had caught of the cover.
Ino was gone before Hinata even had time to make it to her seat. The teacher uncrossed, and re-crossed his legs on top of his desk, and flipped the page of his book. Hinata glanced nervously about the room. This was supposed to be math, but the students seemed to be doing anything BUT math. Deciding that she didn't want to be embarrassed again, Hinata decided to spend the remainder of the hour focusing on the fire escape plan on the far wall. This way she would be able to get an idea of where her next class would be.
The hour seemed to fly by, and it seemed only a few minutes had passed when the bell sounded once again. The teacher didn't even look up from his book as students began filing out of the room. Hinata stood, collected her books, and made to head for the exit. Without warning, she felt herself knocked sideways. Her books flew from her arms, and Hinata squeezed her eyes shut tightly as the ground rushed up to catch her.
The force of the impact was jarring. Hinata was embarrassed and her bottom felt bruised.
"Watch out!" A girl with short pink hair huffed at Hinata. She didn't even stop to see if she was ok.
Hinata remained on the floor as tears pooled in her eyes. Today wasn't turning out the way she had hoped it would.
"Hey. You alright?" Hinata looked up to see that a goofy-looking kid with ridiculous eyebrows was holding his hand out to help her up. "Don't mind Sakura. She isn't normally like that" he explained while pulling her to her feet. Striking a pose, he gave Hinata a thumbs up and a creepy smile. "Allow me to escort you to your next class?"
Sakura's POV
Sakura was brooding. It wasn't as if this was a new development for her. Considering that her crush seemed to be constantly out of reach, she was always brooding. Today, however, there seemed to be a darker aura hanging over her. Students practically flung themselves against the walls in an attempt to avoid her.
Lithe hands yanked open the door that led to her second hour. She hadn't even stopped at the rest room to check her appearance. She wanted to get there as quickly as possible. She needed to talk to her best friend.
'I never took you for the kind of girl that could be inflamed by jealousy so quickly' Sakura growled at voice that echoed in her mind where only she could hear it.
"I'm not jealous" she let the words tumble out of her mouth in an aggravated tone.
"Who are you not jealous of?" Ino was sitting on the edge of her desk, twirling a bit of blonde hair around a slim finger and carrying on a one-sided conversation with a dark haired boy.
Sakura pivoted, and made her way over to the duo with haste.
"There's this girl. She's new…and I just don't know.. everyone seems so hung up on her already."
"Oh, you mean Hina-chan?" Ino smirked at Sakura.
Sakura inhaled sharply, her irritation building. Ino too? "How do you know who I'm talking about?"
Ino abandoned the shock of hair she had been caressing, and lifted her finger to point across the room. Both Sakura and Sasuke's eyes followed the action.
There sat 'Hinata-chan' as Ino called her. She was busily pretending to read her math book while Lee chatted her up. Sakura snorted and turned to face her friends. "See what I-" She stopped short when she noticed Sasuke.
He was still staring at Hinata. His eyes had a glazed over and vague look to them. "Sasuke?" Sakura whispered uncertainly.