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This is a NarutoxGaara fanfiction. If you have problems with this, then don't read it. :)
"I will not be shaken."
It was an ordinary, early spring day in the town of Konoha; flowers were blooming, birds were singing, and school was back in session after a well-needed winter break. But this day something out of the ordinary was to happen. New students had arrived at Feuille Secondary School, and the rare divergence was sure to stir up a commotion in the small, peaceful community.
Kiba was engaged in a rather inapt discussion with Naruto about a supposed party the coming weekend. The two were known as the troublemakers of FSS, and many of their teachers chose to ignore the two's shenanigans in order to avoid more trouble than necessary. In fact, the ne'er-do-wells were so into their conversation about 'booze' and 'chicks' that they didn't even notice a new student walk in, or said student be introduced by their math teacher, Ms. Tsunade.
Unlucky for Naruto, Kiba asked if he wanted to go to the party at the same time Ms. Tsunade asked the class for volunteers to show the new student around the school. And Naruto, being the over-enthusiastic person he was, shouted out "Of course I will!" in response to Kiba's question.
Tsunade, of course, knew her orange-clad student wasn't referring to her question, but she figured it was a good way to obtain a bit of peace and normalcy to her classroom.
"Very well, then," the math teacher said, as she sat down in her desk and folded her hands under her chin. "Since you're so enthusiastic about it, Naruto, you can be our new student's guide."
That got the boy's attention.
"Wait…what?" The blond teen slowly turned his head to the front of the classroom. Slight warmth spread over his cheeks; obvious embarrassment showing. But when his eyes met the front of the classroom, they landed on a rather unique looking redhead standing next to the teacher.
Where did he come from?
"O-Oh," he stuttered as realization finally struck in, painting his checks an even darker colour.
"Aw, man," Naruto whined and scrunched his face in displeasure. He ran his hand through the back of his yellow hair and gave a goofy chuckle. "Heh,"
Kiba laughed quietly to himself, in a 'sucks-to-be-you' type manner. Naruto sent a glare towards his dark-haired friend before turning to the teacher with a pleading look, his eyes saying, 'do I have to?'
"You heard me," the woman's lips curved into a small smirk. "You have the rest of the class to show the new student around," Ms. T said in a stern voice.
"T-The rest of the class?" This had a grin forming on the teen's face.
"Hah, sweet!" The boy got up from his desk rather triumphantly and carelessly shoved his books in his bag. As Naruto started to the door, he looked back at his dark-haired friend, who was now less than amused that the blond got to ditch class because he was an idiot. Naruto simply stuck his tongue out at Kiba while he walked to rub the fact in even more.
Haha, sucker. Have fun with the draggy hag!
Ms. Tsunade was probably the most boring teacher in the school, and many teens would rather grate their faces with a cheese grater than listen to her for an hour and a half each day.
"Alright then, I'll see you tomorrow, Uzumaki," Tsunade gave the boy a threatening glare, "Don't do anything stupid."
The look made a chill run down Naruto's spine; man, that woman is scary.
Naruto quickly brushed it off with a grin before giving the woman a nod.
"You got it," was all the grinning teen said before he and the new student walked out of the classroom.
As the two started down the hallway, the blond folded his hands behind his head and turned his gaze to the redhead; he sure is a strange one.
The teen had bright red hair, unlike any shade Naruto had seen before. He wore fitting black jeans with a hole in the left knee, a burgundy shirt, and a thin black sweater over top. He had a few piercings, his lip and ears from what Naruto could see, and what seemed to be a tattoo above his left eye. His eyes… He wore dark makeup around his aquamarine-coloured eyes. It's almost as if they don't have pupils…
Naruto guessed the teen might be described as 'emo' or 'goth', but he wasn't one for labeling.
Those eyes…I've never seen anything like them… The blond quickly shook those thoughts from his head when he realized he'd been staring for some time. He quickly looked away, the redness returning to his face.
"So like, what's your name?" Naruto decided to detour his thoughts and ease the awkwardness by asking a question. "I didn't catch it when the old bat was talking. You tend to tune her out or you end up falling asleep or smashing your head on your desk repeatedly," the blond explained, and looked over to the other once again.
It seemed as though the other wasn't listening to Naruto, or even acknowledged his presence, because the redhead just stared ahead of them and kept walking.
"Gaara," the other replied just when Naruto opened his mouth to ask again, not bothering with the hassle or formality of a surname.
"Gaara, eh?" the blond mused, "That's a unique name; I've never heard it before." Naruto grinned. "Naruto Uzumaki, at your service, dattebayo!" the blond said, pointing to himself with his thumb. "So, where'ya from, Gaara?" he asked, replacing his hand comfortably behind his head while they walked through the empty hallway.
The redhead, again, didn't seem like he heard nor cared what his guide said.
What's with this guy? Naruto narrowed his gaze at the other teen in slight irritation.
After a few moments of silence, Gaara simply said "Suna, in Ventterre,"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what?" the blond stopped walking and stared at the other in awe, the redhead stopping as well. "Ventterre, that's like, a million years away! Why'd you move all the way out here?"
The redhead simply shrugged as if it were no big deal and started walking again, his hands in his sweater pockets.
"Look, look, I didn't mean to freak out!" the blond called out to the other and ran towards whim. "It's just," Naruto sighed, and calmly said "We don't get many new people here, and especially not from places like Ventterre,"
The redhead scoffed, obviously irritated with the situation. "I don't need you to show me around, you know; I'm fine on my own," he spoke with an apathetic tone, almost emotionless.
"Tch, nonsense," the blond said as the two turned into an adjacent hallway. "The hag asked me to show you around, and so I will. Plus," the blond grinned slightly, back in bright spirits, "It's no fun being alone, especially if it's a place you've never been before."
The blond then pointed to a small flight of stairs that lead up to a set of doors. "That's the gym," he pointed to a set of descending stairs beside them, "Below it is the caf, it's rather disgusting down there, I prefer outside. The food isn't that great, but it'll get'ya through the day" he said, as they continued walking. "Over here is parenting, drama, tech, auto," the blond listed off the classrooms as they walked by, pointing to each one. "I don't really know what classes you're taking, but I figure—"
Just then the redhead pulled out a pair of headphones and placed them on his ears and reached into his pocket to turn on the music device.
"H-Hey!" the blond said, rather offended. "I'm supposed to be giving you a tour, here! It's really rude to listen to music when people are talking! Ever heard of manners?" the blond rebuked, nearly yelling. God, it's like talking to a wall!
"You're annoying," was all the redheaded teen said, but before Naruto could respond to him, Sasuke popped his head out of his classroom.
"Naruto? I thought that was you. What are you doing, shouldn't you be in class?" The raven-haired boy asked. "And who's he?" he said, gesturing slightly to the redhead.
"Eh? It's nothing, Sasuke. Just a new student is all, the hag asked me to show him'round" the blond said as he shrugged. "Shouldn't you be doing work, slacker?" Naruto playfully scolded his friend, grinning wide.
"It's com-tech, idiot. All we do is watch Youtube and fuck around on the computers," the raven-haired boy smirked before slightly retreating back into the classroom. "Good luck with what's-his-face," he said, gesturing once again in the redhead's direction before closing the door completely.
"Huh, wha?" Naruto asked, before turning around to see the redhead had continued walking while he talked with his friend. "Hey! Wait up!" he called, running after the new student.
At the lunch bell, Naruto, Sasuke, Kiba and Shino all met up in their usual spot in the cafeteria, ordered their lunches, and headed outside to the tree they all hung out in. They were all glad it was finally spring and they didn't have to spend their only hour of freedom of the day confined in the dingy, stuffy hellhole they called a 'high school'.
Once the boys were all situated in the tree, they started to unwrap their lunches and eat. Naruto took a deep, cleansing breath of the fresh spring air after taking a bite of his food and mumbled "Feels so nice to finally be outside," more or less to himself.
Kiba finally piped up about what happened second period. "So what happened to that Gaara creep?" he asked. Naruto's face immediately scrunched up.
"Ugh. He's such an ass," he explained as he recalled the prior morning. "Ran off at the bell," Naruto sighed; he seemed to be doing that a lot today. "He doesn't talk, and if he does, he's only insulting you." The blond explained. "Frick, what's with that guy?"
"I don't know, but he seems to have a massive stick up his ass," Kiba replied, causing Shino to spray the chocolate milk he was drinking everywhere.
"Aw, Shino," Naruto made a disgusted face before wiping off what had sprayed on him. "Heh, yeah, pretty much," he snickered along in agreement. "But honestly, what's his problem?"
"You said he was from Ventterre, right? His parents probably forced him to move here against his will. He's probably just a little pissed off, and rightfully so." Sasuke added.
"I suppose so, but it still doesn't mean he has to be an ass 'bout it, 'ttebayo-!" the blond replied.
"Yeah, I don't know, he still gives me the creeps," Kiba said before shoving the rest of his lunch in his mouth and hopping down from the tree. "The hag said I had detention second half of lunch, something 'bout not paying attention in her class, but I dunno, I wasn't paying attention." He smirked before waving and walking away. "Later!" he called back as he entered the school
Naruto gave a yawn and stretched his back before jumping down as well. "I gotta go to the library, Iruka's nagging me on my history project that was due last week. I guess I should get it done."
"You think so?" Sasuke said sarcastically while rolling his eyes. "You gotta work on that, Naruto, they have due dates for a reason, you know."
"Psh, whatever," Naruto said, brushing it off with a wave of his hand. "I'll see y'all later. Bye!" The blond said as he waved and hurried off into the school.
"Some people…" Sasuke sighed and relaxed on his branch. He looked at Shino, who was happily letting a spider crawl across his hand.
Well, I officially hate this school, Gaara thought to himself with a sigh, sitting on a bench in the deserted hallway; students having gone outside or to mall across the street for lunch.
"Eh, it's not that bad," Kankuro replied, as if reading his younger brother's thoughts. He sat beside Gaara on the bench. "We moved here for Temari, remember?" As usual, the redhead gave no reply, so Kankuro just continued. "Besides, there are lots of hot chicks at this school," the senior said while laughing. Gaara sent his brother a hard glare, which immediately had the older teen freezing and look at his younger brother with slight fear.
Kankuro sighed, trying to ignore his brother's attempted mind-murder; he was used to it by now. "Look, Gaara, you're 16. Get with the program, already," the brunette said as he stood up and started to walk away. When all he got in reply was another glare boring into the back of his head, Kankuro shrugged. "Whatever, I got shit to do. See ya," he waved as he disappeared off into the hallway.
Yes, I know we're here for Temari, Gaara snorted through his nose at the thought. Everyone at Sable Secondary knew to leave me alone, but here, Gaara leaned back ion the bench, here, I'm going to have to start all over again. I've already had three teachers bug me, and not to mention that Uzumaki kid, Gaara's blood boiled at the thought of that asinine blond kid who bugged him all morning, is anyone honestly that happy? I want to rip that stupid grin off his face. Gaara took a deep breath and stood up, calming himself. He headed down the hall to where the moronic 'guide', (if you could even call him that, the blond went off in more tangents than a 12th grade trig. exam), showed him where the library was.
Why couldn't she have waited until I graduated so I can live by myself in peace? Oh, right, that's 'two years of her future wasted'. God, whatever…
After a quick detour, Naruto made his way to the library. He needed to type up his project, but when he went over to the computer section, he found them all occupied.
"Aw, fishsticks," he mumbled to himself. "Oh well, I guess Iruka's just gunna have to suck it. I tried my best, I really did..." The blond smiled to himself before walking over to a table and thunking down his books. The boy was soon to follow as he sat down in the chair next to the table with a similar 'thud'. Naruto sighed. At least he could say he tried to wait for a computer...Heh.
Saying Naruto was bad at sitting still was an understatement. The blond started to tap his fingers, bounce his legs and biting his lip. Aw, man, I gotta do something, the hyperactive teen said to himself. His eyes searched the seemingly empty (except for the computers, of course) library and stopped on a red tuff of hair at the back of the room. The boy smiled. At least there's something I can do, he thought, as he chuckled to himself, bug the newbie...
A/N: Well, well. The first chapter of my first fanfic. Yay me, it only took me, oh, what, 2 weeks? Pfft. I don't write, even though I'd love to, because of the 4P's. One: Procrastination. I am a huge procrastinator. No matter what, I always have a million-and-one other things to do at any given time. Two: Persistence. I never follow through on anything, I usually never see things through to the end. Three: Perfectionism. Along with my procrastination, my perfectionism eats away at my time. I re-read, re-do, and re-edit my work so many times it would make a monk want to punch me. And four: Patience. I have the attention span of a 3-year-old, and I tend to—Oh, look, a butterfly! runs after
Er, I really don't know when the next chapter will be up, but yeah. Hope you like.
Laterz.
,DEAD