Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto

A/N: This is supposed to be humor but I suck at funny sometimes so if it's not that humorous tell me and i'll switch it to something else. K thanks.

ANYWAYS enjoy the story please, feel free to R&R, actually it's recommended.

Of Youth, Friendship, and other Random Things

Summary: Naruto is bullied and hated. Then Uchiha Sasuke comes, he's instantly famously popular… but he seems to understand Naruto in more ways than one. So when Sasuke reaches out to Naruto, Naruto's world is flipped and they are sent on one crazy ride of youth, friendship and other random things. AU

Chapter 1- The Bullied One and the One to be Described with Poetry.

"Oi, Uzumaki! You running like some piss pantsed little girl?" Naruto ran quicker and flattened himself against the backside of the janitor's door, turning his head to the side. You know, so he could look out the little crack to see if anyone was coming (you know you've done it before).

"There you are," A voiced hissed with malevolent pleasure. Then suddenly two things happened. Naruto's quick-reflexes kicked in and he tried to jump out of the way before the door some nameless muscle-head was about to slam into his face actually made contact… but if you've ever tried to jump out of the way of a fierce quickly-speeding door then you know things sometimes get caught in the cross fire.

Pain shot up Naruto's leg as his foot twisted at an odd angle and he fell on his back; the air knocked from his chest.

"Hey klutz, smooth walking there… do it much?"

"Nah! He's too busy watching his mother do it with random guys." Another said viciously.

My mother is dead, thank you. Naruto wanted to say but knew it was no use.

"Isn't that right?" The same guy shoved his fist into Naruto's chest and lifted him into the air slamming him into the wall; hard. Ouch.

Then of course—since it can only happen in stories and not ever in real life, the author would like to take advantage of this fact—the bell rang. Saved by the bell! (Pun so intended)

"Lucky little bastard," The first guy cried but still slammed his fist into Naruto's stomach for good measure.

"Mrgh" He bent double as the pain he should probably have been used to by now shot up his spine and caused his head to thrash around uselessly. It was rather a terrifying sight, actually.

"See you later,"

I'd really rather not, but nonetheless he raced back down the hall as soon as those idiot thugs were gone. Even though he was not exactly known for having the top grades (more like barely passing every class), he was way smarter than those idiots who probably had to have their lunch money counted out for them before they could pay… although, kids who went here were so rich… they were probably stupid enough to try and pay for their lunch with a credit card… or maybe they went and terrorized some old lady… uh, off topic. Anyway, they were so rich here that barely anybody got in trouble, it's better for the school to not make enemies of the rich parents who donate big bucks every year… so only a select few (poor kids) actually got handed out punishments. One of these privileged individuals was of course Naruto.

The bell rang a second time; he'd better go if he didn't want to get another detention. He had just finished serving his last one… and that should last at least a week or two. Honestly, was it his fault he had trouble prying his head from the toilet and was late to class? But that's not something you can really tell a teacher he supposed.

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"Naruto, you're late… again… for the fourth time this week… and the 8th time in two weeks," Kakashi Hatake bent his head forward to check his roll sheet, "Oh, and the 11th time in the last 3 we—"

"Okay, I get it! I'm late a lot." He mumbled and trudged back to his seat knowing that Kakashi was the only teacher who was not gunning to get him in trouble.

Naruto's mother had been the most famous local prostitute. She had gotten impregnated dozens upon dozens of times and had had just as many abortions that's where all their money had gone. But for some reason, she had decided to keep him. Of course it spread all around town that he was an illegitimate child… or as most people preferred to eloquently paraphrase, a bastard.

She had loved him though… she really had, but she had believed that the easiest way to make her son money was to continue being a prostitute… she brought home all kinds of trash, it had hurt Naruto to see the way those men had treated her so most of the time he had stayed in his room with the door closed and his music turned up.

Every time she got a fresh new bruise she would always smile to him and say, "It'll get better," but it never did—he heard her crying herself to sleep at night—and then she died when he was twelve. Naruto had never felt so alone and there were too many bad memories of that place, quickly he sold his apartment and purchased a new one. Even smaller than his previous one, it's not like he had anything to put in it or planned on spending much time there anyway.

The point of this long background story was (besides to tell about Naruto's mother) that he moved into the apartment directly across from none other than Kakashi Hatake. They became quick friends because even though Kakashi would never admit it, Naruto always believed he had been just as lonely as he had been. Every night Naruto would trek the great distance (like 2 feet) across the hallway and into Kakashi's (surprisingly) organized apartment and they would alternate fixing dinner (Naruto had always been a good cook, having to do it when his mother couldn't, and Kakashi… well, Naruto only let him cook after he had trained him enough in the culinary arts to be sure that he wouldn't burn the building down or add like real cow shit as one of the ingredients) and sharing in one another's company.

Kakashi had even proposed they moved in together but then realized how utterly pointless that was since they basically lived together anyway.

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"Okay! Class, I have a very important announcement," He began and the class groaned wondering what type of project they were about to receive and how long the essay would have to be, "It is very important—don't groan—we…"

"Yes?" A taller blond girl named Ino Yamanaka asked in an annoyed voice.

"Don't ruin the dramatic silence," Naruto rolled his eyes at whatever idiot had said that.

"Oh screw that," Kakashi breathed out in annoyance, he always spoke in a away people wondered if it was appropriate for a school teacher, "there's a new student that should be arriving any—"

The door opened and in stepped the new student.

"Moment… now… oh, forget it."

There was a collective gasp among the rest of the class. Standing in the doorway was a tall (he was actually quite short), dark (even though he was extraordinarily pale) and handsome (there's no denying that, even though it was more of a feminine beauty). Okay, so the exact details didn't matter but it was like some Greek, Japanese hybrid god had walked into their class room. He was graceful looking (he looked graceful… they hadn't exactly seen him walk more than 2 feet yet) and he had the most beautiful eyes and high cheek bones… His hair was so black and dark that it looked blue… like a elegent bird, like a raven oh how poetic. He was slender and just had that air of a beautiful person.

"Oh my god, he is so Hott," Ino's voice came across a little too loudly and ruined to poetic and descriptive moment.

That of course sent the entire class into a fevered buzz.

"Class. Class, class… CLASS" They all shut up when Kakashi used his big voice.

"Sasuke, you can go sit next to Naruto."

Naruto waved his hand lightly to indicate his identity. The boy nodded and walked towards the back more than half the class (that included all the girls and a good number of guys) were checking out his faded jean covered ass.

"Yo, I'm Naruto," He said his outgoing nature kicking in. Sure he was bullied but he wasn't one of those bully victims who slept with a gun under their pillow and refused to look anyone in the eye.

"'sup, Sasuke," he said introducing himself. His voice was elegent and deep but also soft almost like a girl's.

Naruto blinked, he hadn't actually expected Sasuke to look at him let alone reply. He turned back to Sasuke to see if he could possibly strike up a conversation when—

"Naruto, it's your job to show Sasuke around today, m'kay?" Kakashi said and a groan sounded than the one when they thought they were going to get a project.

This was going to be a very interesting day…

A/N: First naruto fic, soooooo yeah. Sorry if it sucks, please review and tell me what you think though.