A/N - Hello! All I have to say that is if you liked my fic Killer, you would love this. I know I promised Senior Year, but the writers block for that story is so tremendous it's ridiculous. So, to apologize, I would like to post this. Watch. You are going to flip. But don't worry, Senior Year is still being worked on.

This, of course, is only a introduction. They aren't going to be in middle school at all after this.

Also, if you are looking for something to pass the time, you should stumble upon my story Emerald of Servants. And if you want to be completely mind blown by epic writing and story plot, read a story called Missing Puzzle Piece by Kiravu, one of my personal favorites.

Enjoy!

DISCLAIMER - I do not own Naruto.

Their Middle School

The blonde girl shoved her way to the very front. She wanted to know what was going on; Why was every kid surrounded around this particular tree? Pushing and shouldering past everyone, she was determined to figure things out for herself; so then if someone asked her what happened, she could kindly tell them detail by detail. She was known for her reliable information, after all.

"Hey!" A kid shouted out when he was tossed aside by the blonde girl's aggressive self incision into the crowd. His brown spiked hair shifted as he whirled around; looking for the reason he was shoved in the first place. Lips pulled back enough, his sharp teeth shown easily as he growled out, "What the heck!"

Glancing at the distraught boy she gave him a meek smile, twirling her finger on a particular strand of hair. Giving him the biggest wide-eyed look she could muster, she blinked and said softly, "I'm soo sorry. I didn't mean to bump you."

The boy sputtered to a stop, his train of thought suddenly shattering. Blinking, he looked away with an obvious blush on his cheeks, "Oh. It's alright. I didn't mean to yell at you, Ino."

Smiling brightly at him, she bounced as she turned around and continued to shove, rolling her eyes as soon as she was out of sight from the stumbling fool that had fallen for her charm yet again. It was almost too easy with the boys at this middle school; every single one almost fell to their knees when they saw her. Ino Yamanaka. The most popular girl at the school. She couldn't blame them, she was such a pretty girl after all, but that was no excuse not to give her some sort of a challenge.

Finally, she made it to the front. The kids who were able to see what was happening were roaring "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT!", which only caused the young girl's ears to perk with excitement. Fighting? That was the juiciest gossip of them all! If she could only catch who was fighting, and who won, then that would be enough information to validly state her opinion when the time came to discuss the violent altercation.

The disappoint from not knowing how the fight started quickly fell to the background, because as the blond girl's eyes finally set its sight on the truth, she automatically knew why everyone was going particularly crazy about this fight.

Instead of two boys, as she thought there were –or even two girls- it was something even more… EPIC. It was a boy and a girl.

And the girl was winning.

Their Meeting

"Fish brain!" The pink haired girl yelled with a grin of triumph. She always had to smile when fighting; it was her secret weapon after all. If she kept acting as if she wasn't afraid and that she was already winning, the boys would get furious and lose their heads. After that, all she had to do was dodge a little and kick them in the shin!

It was such a winning strategy. She couldn't believe no other girl had thought of it before! Well, maybe she could; other girls were always so preppy and squelish and just plain stupid. None of them had the backbone that she had.

She hopped out of the way as the boy came at her like a bull, wildly swinging his arms and charging. Then laughing loud enough for the boy to hear, she kicked him on the butt, shoving him into the ground face first. Dirt bounced and shifted, causing dust to dance around the area he had landed at.

All was silent.

The boy groaned as he rolled over to his back, clamping at his face with his hands as his eyes were shut tight. Groaning again, a broken sob came from deep within his hand. He was trying to hide it, but another escape. Soon he was crying, tears leaking out of his closed eyes as he cried out, "My nose! You broke my nose! It hurts soooo bad!"

The girl looked down at the boy with an uneasy shift. Glancing around, she tried to see if there was an escape route in the huge crowd that surrounded her. She had a feeling that she had gone too far this time.

"Teacher!" Someone from the back of the crowd called, "Teacher! One of the students is hurt!"

"Shut up!" Someone else snapped, silencing the kid quickly, "If you tell, we will all get in trouble!"

Backing away from the boy on the ground quickly, the pink haired girl tried to escape by going around the tree that was behind her. Just as she was about to run off, a blond girl with blue eyes stepped in front of her.

Fists at her hips, and her feet spread apart, the blonde girl glared at her, "Nu uh! You have to go to the teacher. He might be really hurt."

The pink girl scowled in response, "He's the one who decided to fight me. Let him deal with it."

"That's wrong!" The blonde stomped, "You have to make sure he's ok."

"Nu uh!" she cried back, "It's his own fault. He might as well just lay there until someone finds him!"

"I'm telling."

Angry beyond belief that some stupid preppy blond girl was going to be all nice and good and tell the teacher on her, she pushed the girl with full force, causing the blond to be shoved to the ground. Glaring down at her, she yelled out, "You are such a stupid girl! Are you going to cry to mommy now that you are on the ground and your pretty dress is dirty? Just leave me alone and stop being so stupid!"

And that's when she felt a large hand on her shoulder, weighing her down with dread and fear. Her body grew ridged as she felt the familiar hand, already scared that she was in big trouble this time. Glancing up at the teacher and smiled meekly, "Hi Guy Sensei."

The man only towered over her, beaming down his rays of angers in pulses, "That's enough, Sakrua. Go to the office. You too Ino. "

Their Friendship

"Miss Ino. Why don't you come in here for a second." The principle called from his office. He sat at his desk with the other troublesome girl sitting on a chair right in his sight. It seemed as if the pink haired girl, what was her name again, Sakura, could never stay out of trouble long enough for him to relax. What's worse, she seemed to have gotten Ino in trouble too, the sweetest girl he had ever met.

Tired of dealing with such a stubborn child, he planned to punish her severely this time. If he was lucky, he might be able to keep Sakura out of trouble from now on.

Ino walked in silently, sitting on the chair right next to Sakura's, which was the only one available. Ignoring Sakura completely, she looked up at the principle and said sweetly, "Yes, Mr. Surutobi?"

The old principle smiled at the girl. Leaning into his desk, he said lightly, "Hey there. Can you tell me what happened?"

Ino glanced at Sakura next to her. The girl was pouting with her arms crossed, her pink locks covering most over her face as she slumped in her chair. For a moment, she only watched Sakura before looking back at the principle.

"Well," Ino started as she leaned back in her chair, "Sakura was running and I accidently stepped in front of her and she bumped into me.; That's why my dress is so dirty."

Dirty it was. It was nothing but a pretty white sundress, but what remained resembled a tattered rag that had seen too many dirt stains in its life. The dust that had collected from the few seconds that Ino was on the ground had stuck with her all the way to the principal's office. She tried furiously to pat the dirt off, but the small amount that managed to come out was the only amount that would let go of her dress, which made her furious. Her mother was going to spazz when she saw her.

Sakura blinked and whipped her head at Ino. Confused out her mind, she was unable to speak about the obvious lie Ino was telling.

"Oh?" the principle said in surprise with a blink. Glancing at Sakura, his eyebrows came together, "I thought there was a fight of some sort. That's what the teacher said."

"The teacher misunderstood the situation," Ino corrected as she nodded with wide "truthful" eyes, "he came in when I was on the ground and Sakura was yelling for being hit. But as soon as she saw it was me, she tried to help me up but that's when Sensei came in."

"Huh." Surutobi breathed out as he also sat back in his chair, "I thought there was something more."

"No sir," Ino insisted, "Just a big misunderstanding. Me and Sakura are actually friends, you see."

Sakura's eyes grew wide. She didn't understand anything that was happening. Why was Ino lying for her? They had never met before, she didn't even know her name when she pushed her.

"Is this true, Sakura?"

Sakura jumped at the call of her name. Whipping her head back to the principle, who was eyeing her as if she had something up her sleeve, she gave out a meek smile and nodded quickly, "Yup. That's what happened."

Sighing out again, the principle placed down his pen that he was holding and pushed away the paper that was so neatly on his desk, which read detention/suspension slip. Hiding it under his other papers, he stood and buttoned his suit that he was wearing, "Alright." He said as he stepped from behind his desk, strolling towards the door, "I'm glad you are not in trouble this time Sakura. Let's keep it like that, you hear?"

"Yes sir!" Sakura said quickly as she jumped from her chair and scurried out of the office door the principle was holding open for them.

"And you Ino," he said, patting her head as she passed, "you stay away from that girl. Nothing but trouble, I tell you. We don't need one of our finest students in dentition."

Ino frowned at what he said. Not even sparing a glance at the principle, she slipped out of the office as well. Only once she was out and the door was half way closed did she mumble, "Yes sir."

"Hey there sweetypie," one of the office attendents said from the front desk.

Ino walked over and around to the front of the desk, peaking over the top, "Hi miss Anna."

"Do you need a pass to class?" She asked brightly, leaning over the counter with a smile at the little girl.

Ino nodded, "Yes please."

"Just a second there, darlin'." Anna said just before disappearing behing the counter. After a few seconds, she popped up again with a slip of paper in her hand, "there you are. I didn't feel like putting what class you were in currently. I trust that you will fill it in for me, right?"

Ino smiled brightly as she took the slip of paper, "Yes ma'am, of course."

"Great!" Anna answered happily, "Oh, and Ino." She called, just as Ino was turning around to walk away. As soon as she was sure she caught the girls attention, she whispered out, "Stay away from that other girl. She'll get you in trouble."

Ino's eyebrows came together in confusion. This was the second person in less than five minutes who was telling her the same thing. She was surprised she never heard of Sakura before. Giving out a small fake smile, she nodded and turned around.

"Sakura." Ino mumbled to herself as she pushed open the office door to leave, "I don't even think I met her before in my classes."

She continued to mumble and think to herself as she walked into the hall, eyebrows bunched and eyes fixed to the ground. Just as she turned a corner to start towards her class, Sakura popped from behind a locker.

"Eek!" Ino squeaked out in fright as she jumped. Then stomping her foot, she said angrily, "That wasn't funny!"

But to Ino's surprise, Sakura wasn't laughing. She was only standing there, grinning from ear to ear. Ino blinked shock, but Sakura didn't notice, "Hey!" She called out, hopping the distance between them, "I just wanted to say thanks! What you did back there was amazing! You are so awesome; I can't believe they believed you!"

Ino only stood there, unable to believe that Sakura was gushing about how amazing she was after something so trivial. Clearing her throat, she tried to pass the girl to continue her way to her class, "Yeah well, I did start it. So I figured it was kinda my fault too."

"Of course not!" Sakura said as she followed right behind Ino, "I'm the one that shoved you."

Rolling her eyes in annoyance, Ino just threw up her hand in a sign of giving up, "Fine, what I did was amazing. You're welcome. Now you should get to your class too, before you get in even more trouble."

"Guess you're right." Sakura grumbled out. Ino stopped mid-step though, even more astonished that such a girl that was so 'bad' had agreed with her, "But hey," Sakura continued as she perked up and looked up at Ino, "Why don't you come to my house after school. I'll wash your dress for you so your mommy won't get mad."

Ino turned around, mouth open in confusion, "You'd really do that?"

Sakura only blinked, "Yeah, of course." She started, a bit confused herself as to why Ino was so amazed, "I mean, I did mess it up. Least I can do is try to fix it."

Ino shook her head, looking down at her white sundress, "This dress is special. It has to be washed by hand."

Sakura only grinned, "Alright. I'll try to remember that when we get to my house."

Ino's eyes jumped to Sakura's, "You'll hand wash it?"

Sakura nodded, her pink locks shifting as she did, "Yup."

For a moment, Ino only looked at Sakura, truly looked at her. The girl stood there, smiling ear to ear with her pink hair covering her forehead and most of her eyes in a boyish look of messiness. Her shorts were baggy and falling at her waist, but her tight shirt was fitted and was almost a part of her skin. Her shoes; ruined. Her socks; dirt stained. Her knees; scabbed and bruised from who knows what. But her face; always smiling, always happy.

Ino blinked, and suddenly, for some reason unknown, she gave out a smile too. "Alright," she said as she turned around, feeling giddy and happy, "I'll go to your house."

"Great!" Sakura called back as Ino continued to walk away, "I ride bus 152!"

Ino only giggled at how loud she was being. Then suddenly a door from a classroom opened. "Who is making that entire racket?" the teacher man demanded.

Ino whirled around, eyes wide, but then died with laughter as she saw Sakura already running down to the opposite end of the hall, diving out of sight just before the teacher was able to spot her.

And so, it has begun.

1 plus that this story has that Killer didn't, a proper introduction. I'm trying this new thing out. It's called patience. -_- cuz I have NONE :D

Now review if you want. Tell how the intro is and all that jazz. While you do that, I'll start on chapter two!

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