Authors Note: So here we are...so many years later. Let's get to the basics: This is will be updated...semi-regularly. I'm hoping to get on an every week kind of thing. The chapters are going to be replaced one at a time, in their original place, here under this name. I'll make a note in each intro to say if I've updated the said chapter. I was going to make a new spot for the story but...y'all are already here. So let's get started.
Do we still even have to do disclaimers anymore?
I huffed, tugging my bag higher on my shoulder. Shuffling down Kohona's streets brought back a lot of memories. I was sure I wanted to do this...that is until I was actually here and faced with it.
The school came into sight not long after the idle doubt passed through my head. I fluffed my hair in the summer warmth. It was cooler now that it was short- a Britney 2007 moment I had after the bullshit transpired- but that didn't mean I didn't feel the warmth beating down.
I raised my eyebrows to myself at the sight. Had nothing changed? Did I make this all up? I pinched myself in the thigh just to make sure. Ouch! Ok, definitely awake, I hrmphed to myself. The whispers started nearly instantaneously when I rounded the corner. Well, that didn't exactly surprise me. A little slug had told me that the 'Queen Bees' as it were had outlawed pink hair. Said that it was just in poor taste after what happened. Hah! Like they were innocent in it all. Granted, a voice mused, it could also be because you're wearing what looks like a video game edition of the uniform.
Glancing down, I conceded that fact. I had convinced (read: blackmailed) Tsunade to let me wear whatever I wanted as long as I still had pieces from the uniform. So it brought me to the bastardized version I wore now. I kept the skirt- simply wearing it high on my waist and wearing thigh highs rather than the allotted knee highs. A lot of girls did this- but I would have never been seen dead it this get up. My tastes had changed...in more ways than one. The heels I wore- high, deadly looking platform boots- probably didn't help. Or the nearly sheer tank I wore under an unbuttoned, tied at the waist, white top. Ah well, hit me one more time baby.
"Who are you?" called a sickeningly familiar voice. Speak of the devil.
I turned to see the owner of the voice out of my peripheral.
Sure enough, Ino, stood in all of her blonde, leggy glory. She didn't look like she had changed at all. Granted...was that a boob job I saw hidden under her cami?
"Shouldn't you already know? Or did piggy not go to the market yet?"
She didn't seem to process what I had said until I had turned to walk away, "Wait a minute bitch, what the fuck did you say to me?!"
But by then the doors were already swinging behind me with an audible thud.
I strutted down the halls, hips nearly popping out of place with the sharp tap, tap, tap of my higher than heaven heels on the hard tile. The whispers were hushed but still reached my ears. I heard a couple of people speculate who I was. Maybe I had contoured too much, or worn too much eyeliner for them not to immediately recognize me. Too bad.
As I strolled into the office without hesitation I was greeted with a happy, "Sakura-chan! You're here!" from Shizune and a tight hug from the black haired woman
I chuckled, "It's good to see you too. Is Tsunade here?"
"Yup! Go on in she's expecting you."
"Thanks! I meant to ask, do you need any help in here?" I motioned to the piles of paperwork that seemed to follow the woman wherever she went.
Shizune nearly melted in front of my eyes, "Sakura-chan are you serious? That would be so helpful. The girls that are usually helping me...well they're so focused on gossip or their hair that they're absolutely useless!"
I could see Shizune wanted to throw her hands up in frustration.
"Well," I leaned forward, "I might have something for ya, to help with that."
A few moments later I walked into Tsunade's office laughing. She glanced up at me her eyes almost immediately narrowing in suspicion.
"What did you do?"
I widened my eyes with mock hurt putting a hand over my heart.
"Tsunade! I can't believe you would think that I would do something only by me laughing!"
"No, no I know that laugh. Either you or one of your friends in the staff did something unfair to the little shits in this school."
"…See! You think the same thing! What's wrong about laughing about someone saying that?"
She shook her head in amusement, "Well if that's all you did…"
I chuckled sheepishly, "Well, I may have had Shizune put the girls that are too worried about their hair on cleaning duty. I told her I could fill in, or she could even have one of the football players come for remedial time."
"You did wh-…..wait….that is actually a genius idea! Why didn't I think of that earlier!"
Before I could even open my mouth to sass-
"Sakura Haruno don't you dare answer that question!"
"Well, whatever you say sensei!"
"Shut up! Don't call me that it makes me feel old!"
As I started to respond she gave me another deathly glare.
I shrugged and said, "Hey, I came here for a reason….can I have my schedule?"
She nodded absently she handed it to me, looking me up and down.
"You look good dear….you should thank that bastard,"
I chuckled, "Oh yes, thank him for humiliating me, breaking my heart, and making me move across the world to find myself...actually you're totally right."
With that thought on my mind, I wandered out of the office. I was in no hurry to go very fast; maybe my fuck me boots weren't the brightest idea.
As I walked I realized I was late. Furrowing my brows I glanced at my schedule just in case, chuckling when I saw that I had Kakashi was my first period. No worries there….he should be coming right about-
"Yo! You the new student?"
….now…Speak of the devil.
I glanced at him smirking, flipping my hair back. His eyes widened and he looked me up and down. People had been doing that a lot today. I know these heels make my ass look great but damn.
"Well….I'm not sure if new is the correct term but...maybe new and improved?"
He blinked at me, then looked around, then back at me again. His face shifted from denial, to maybe, to disbelief.
"Woah! Shit is that you Sakura-chan?!" He flipped his ever-present book closed in excitement and pulled me close. Holy fuck, I thought, he smells delicious.
"…Kakashi-sensei…..people will think you're a pedophile if you don't quit hugging me…."
"Sakura! You wound me!"
I shrugged and extracted myself, "Come on Pervert-sensei it's time for class."
He made 'kicked-puppy' noise but followed. I listened amused as he started to fill me in on Konoha doings.
As we reached the door I paused mid-step. Things really haven't changed. Naruto was still up to his old antics. Right before Kakashi could open the door with the very obvious practical joke attached to it, I grabbed him by the waist and pulled him back.
He made one of the most undignified squeaks I had ever heard from him.
"Sakura! While you are eighteen and I can appreciate this change in you, it is entire innapropr-"
"Dude...shut up and look up,"
When he saw, he looked at me, and then back at the door. You could tell he was embarrassed and then also annoyed at his students.
"Naruto…" he growled out.
I chuckled. Exactly like before.
I pushed Kakashi away from me, he seemed a little too content using me as a personal hot water bottle against his side.
"Go on, you have to introduce your new student, remember?"
"Oh right! Thanks, Sakura-chan!"
He walked in and carefully avoided the eraser and winked at me before shutting the door firmly. Right before he shut the door I heard a multitude of voices shout "YOU'RE LATE!' Kakashi was probably going to actually tell them the truth and say something about the 'new' student. Or maybe he would still lie outrageously about something.
I stood there for a while bored when I saw the door open and Kakashi motion for me to come in.
"Come on, you're up."
I nodded and walked in, brazenly meeting their eyes which seemed to make the murmurs and whispers grow.
"Ok, why don't you introduce yourself to the class? You can say your name, your interests, what you like, and what you don't…..preferably in that order, so the idiots of this class can follow along *cough cough* Naruto *cough cough*"
I lifted my hand in a mock salute, "If y'all haven't figured it out, I'm Sakura Haruno. My interests are...sports, medical practice, and literature. I like...pocky...I don't like...people who think they're even close to being on my level."
With the sass came bravado. I casually leaned against Kakashi's desk inspecting my nails.
It was silent in the classroom for a smidge longer than comfortable. When I looked up everyone was looking at me.
"What's so surprising? I said I'd come back,"
"Sakura…..what….how…"
"Use your words Naruto, Not all of us speak idiot,"
"Bitch! I knew it was you in the courtyard!"
I smirked at Ino's outburst, "Ding ding ding you get a prize piggy piggy!"
Kakashi clicked his tongue at me, "Such insults so early in the morning!"
I rolled my eyes, "Oh like you weren't thinking it!"
He chuckled and said, avoiding that statement, "Well why don't you sit…..by…hmmmmmmmm…let's see…oh! Here we go, Sakura you go sit by Gaara!"
I pondered my luck as I looked at Gaara and walked over to where my seat would be. I had never really interacted with Gaara even though his siblings and he were friends with Naruto. Ino hadn't like Temari- probably for no reason other than she was another pretty blonde. But if I remembered correctly, Temari took no shit.
I sat, turning to him and quietly began to introduce myself, "Hi Garra-san, I'm-"
"Sakura Haruno…I'm aware…I heard of your...Falling out' with Sasuke and his 'posse'." He said quietly.
I tilted my head at that, "It seems my reputation precedes me,"
He nodded in once in affirmative. I turned back to where Kakashi was writing something on the board, not even looking at what he was writing as he read his precious porn. I scoffed at the way his writing tilted and sprawled. I glanced around for a moment considering that I hadn't brought much.
In front of me though, Karin was so busy trying to neck with Sasuke, she didn't notice me lean forward and grab her notebook. Were they doing this the entire time I was up there?
I looked at Garra for confirmation and he gave me a look that was nearly indecipherable until he gave a small nod and tilt of his lips. So, he'd been getting a horror movie for free then. Who uses that much tongue?
Launching my projectile towards my target, I grinned as it made contact.
He jumped and pointed at us. "Who did that? How dare you dishonor my precious 'Make out Paradise?'"
I chuckled and leaned back putting my feet up on the desk- holy fuck these heels were a bad idea, "Kaka-sensei look at your writing…"
But before I could finish what I was saying Karin interrupted with a screech, "That's my notebook! Who threw that! I'll kill them! Sasuke-Kun! Tell them!"
Sasuke had turned to look for the culprit like the little bitch he is but had frozen in his tracks when he saw me. I grinned like the cat with the cream and stared back at him. I was right, they were too busy swapping spit to even notice I had arrived. I felt sorry for Gaara for a minute- then was brought out of it by Karin's shrill voice accusing Naruto.
I rolled my eyes and said, "Bitch back here,"
She turned around and looked at me with so much hate that I was surprised all her make up hadn't melted off.
"You!" she hissed half standing.
I smiled and let my head fall to one side, smiling innocently, pointing at myself, "Me?"
"You bitch!" she cried and started to come at me with a hand raised. As I prepared to stop it a different hand came and grabbed her wrist.
I looked at the hand, followed the arm and was slightly surprised to see that it was Gaara's hand.
"G-Gaara-kun-"
"Shut up…" with that he sat back down.
The whole class seemed to go silent as he sat down. I glanced from Karin's expression to Gaara's. What was going on here? Why was everyone so surprised?
I tilted my head at everyone's expressions. I had seen Gaara stop people from hitting Naruto and his sister, so why was it such a shock that he stopped Karin from slapping me?
Oh well, I mused. That would be a mystery for another time. Kakashi wouldn't fail me for napping on my first day. Settling more comfortably in my seat- trying my best not to bump Gaara or accidentally flash someone upfront- I let my head loll back. One of the final thoughts that floated in my head before I dozed off was something musing quietly, "Well, this will be interesting."
A/N: Alright, the first chapter revised. I honestly forgot how much I love writing, and I love these characters so very dearly. Thanks for anyone who has stuck around this entire time. And if you're new If you've been here since the beginning let a bitch know, cuz y'all deserve a mother fucking cookie. Please shoot me a message or a review if you have any ideas or complaints with what I'm changing. Thanks, guys! See ya soon!
